He An'an's advanced delivery room, died in pain, gritted his teeth and insisted on smooth delivery. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Jing entered the delivery room later, and died in the same pain, and before she survived half an hour, she screamed and strongly demanded a caesarean section.

As a result, Zhang Jing's baby daughter Gao Yutong was born two hours earlier than He An'an's baby son Fan Wenbo and became a little sister.

Both children were born on a warm winter afternoon, and both mother and child were safe.

He Anan and Zhang Jing were confined at the same time, the family watched strictly, and they didn't see each other's faces for a month, and occasionally they thought ruthlessly, making a phone call to each other, and the two elders hurriedly helped with the mobile phone on the side, for fear that they would be tired of their own children and granddaughters-in-law, and they would fall ill in the future.

He An'an's milk is barely enough for Fan Wenbo to eat, and Fan Wenbo's children's main meal is breast milk, and snacks are milk powder.

Zhang Jing has been unable to eat since she was pregnant, and now she has no appetite for confinement, and the lack of milk is pitiful, Gao Yutong's children's main meal has become milk powder, and breast milk has basically become a snack, and occasionally you can slip on two mouthfuls.

When the two children made a full moon wine, they were directly set in the two adjacent halls of the Gao Fengjia Hotel.

On the day of the full moon banquet, the two halls were full of guests.

He Anan and Zhang Jing held hands and stood in the middle of the two halls, exchanging and communicating with each other about their parenting experiences.

Fan Xuezhi and Gao Feng were on the side, Gao Feng's eyebrows flew and danced and talked loudly, Fan Xuezhi listened expressionlessly, nodded from time to time, and echoed two sentences, but a pair of eyes were staring at He An'an, who was smiling and chatting enthusiastically.

Since He An'an gave birth, his figure has become a lot richer, more and more concave and convex, Fan Xuezhi is rare, the two of them mix oil in honey all day long, and their married life is very sweet.

The two young couples happily got together to talk and laugh, the guests on both sides arrived at the door, circled, several went to the wrong hall, went in and sat down, only to find that they entered the wrong door, hurriedly rushed out to get the gift money back, re-registered, and made a lot of jokes.

He Anan and Fan Xuezhi are both first-time fathers and mothers, and they have no experience in their first child, so they simply moved back to the military compound and lived with Fan and his wife.

Fan Wenbo's childhood was spent in the compound of the military region.

It is said that when Fan Wenbo was three years old, his handsome appearance had begun to take shape, his eyes, nose and mouth were very similar to He An'an, only a pair of eyebrows followed Fan Xuezhi, black eyebrows and handsome eyes, and a delicate face was shown by a pair of sword eyebrows.

Fan Wenbo was very likable when he was a child, he didn't cry or make trouble, he was smart and sensible, especially a small mouth, which was very sweet.

No matter who you see, you will have a crisp voice and call people with a childish voice, and when you speak, your eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and you are very cute.

The clothes he wore were specially bought and brought back by his two godfathers from the provincial capital, all of them were haute couture, worn on his body, no matter where he went, absolutely no one wore the same as him.

Fan Wenbo likes his little godfather the most, the little godfather is a very interesting person, and he has loved Chunchun and seductive education since he was a child: "Kangkang, let's not be like your sister Duoduo's stupid girl, if you have nothing to do, you will pull your neck and howl, crying your nose What a loss." ”

Fan Wenbo put his arms around his little godfather's neck, looked at his little godfather's delicate eyebrows, and listened to him speak in a suppressed voice: "As long as you don't cry your nose, some people will like it, some people will like it, and there will be candy to eat. What's so good about crying nose? After crying, my eyes and throat hurt everywhere, and it was difficult to breathe through my nose, how uncomfortable! Our Kangkang is a smart child, smart children can't do stupid things, like this kind of similar loss, let others do it, we don't do it. ”

Fan Wenbo's eyes were dark and smart, listening to what his little godfather said, he fell into thinking for the first time in his life, and then he fully understood the meaning of his little godfather, the loss is for others to eat, and the black pot is for others to carry, and thoroughly implement it.

Although Gao Yutong was born two months earlier than Fan Wenbo, she grew up drinking milk powder, and her body was slightly weak.

Zhang Jing came to Fan's hometown with Duoduo every other day to stay for half a day, pulling He Anan to report all the trivial matters of life, a habit that has been cultivated since childhood, and it has not been changed until now.

He Anan and Zhang Jing sat in the living room and chatted together, while Fan Wenbo and Gao Yutong lay in the bedroom and slept.

Fan Wenbo slept for a while, woke up in a daze, and felt uncomfortable under his buttocks, he reached out and touched it, realizing that he had wet the bed.

Fan Wenbo was sleepy-eyed, climbed directly from his Duoduo sister to the other side, squeezed with his body, arched with his buttocks, and continued to sleep with satisfaction, using his hot little buttocks, drying his pants by himself.

He Anan chatted with Zhang Jing for a long time, remembering the child, the two went to the bedroom to inspect together, and when they looked at it, they found that Duoduo was wetting the bed.

Zhang Jing helplessly followed He Anan and whispered: "See? It's all three-year-olds and four-year-olds, and they're still wetting the bed! It's sad! ”

Zhang Jing looked at Fan Wenbo, who was lying on the side, blushing from sleep, and said with special emotion: "An An, your family is still well-behaved, two hours younger than my family, your family Kangkang has long stopped wetting the bed, right?" ”

He An'an glanced suspiciously at the two children, frowned, and was embarrassed to say that Fan Wenbo would not wet the bed every day, but he would still come to such a bubble from time to time.

Zhang Jing picked up Duoduo lightly and moved to a dry place on the side, and He Anan also hugged Fan Wenbo and asked him to string aside to make some space.

When He Anan hugged Fan Wenkang, she especially touched his buttocks, which was dry, so she didn't take it to heart anymore, and turned her head to persuade Zhang Jing: "The child doesn't wet the bed every day, there has to be a process when he grows up, you should be quiet, don't wake up the children." ”

Zhang Jing gave up and left the room with He An'an.

The two children woke up, and Zhang Jingxun Duoduo: "Duoduo, how old are you, you still wet the bed!" ”

Duoduo had a blank expression, reached out and scratched his head, I, did I wet the bed???

Zhang Jing hugged her and sighed: "Look at your child, how old are you and still wetting the bed, your brother Kangkang's family has long stopped wetting the bed, just like you are still a sister, you are not ashamed!" ”

Duoduo thought about it, seemed to be quite ashamed, blushed, reached out to hug her mother's neck, and buried her face in her mother's arms coquettishly.

Fan Wenbo was expressionless from beginning to end, neither admitting his mistake nor explaining for Sister Duoduo, just silently listening to his aunt's training, peeking at Sister Duoduo from time to time, and licking his lips with his tongue.