Five hours later, Shixuan came out of the delivery room.

A brave mother, after more than five hours of hard work, finally brought her little ones into the world.

The obstetrics and gynecology department is also jubilant, and it has not happened in a long time that such a delicate and moving thing has happened.

A pair of twin sisters, each weighing no more than 2.5 kilograms, with a thin body and wrinkles on their foreheads, like old ladies in their seventies and eighties.

The mother's family insisted that Shixuan hug the twin sisters, saying that the person the child saw at first sight was like when he grew up.

Shixuan has long been surprised by such things, but shouldn't children grow up like their parents? When you grow up, you'll be like me, and that's okay. How many happy families want to divorce.

If you want to blame it, you can blame yourself for inheriting the good genes of your parents.

Looking at the two babies in his arms who had just broken open their eyes, he suddenly felt homesick.

Zhou Fan was drying clothes, the second senior brother's T-shirt was like a pocket, and the T-shirt of Shilang next to him was in stark contrast to his.

The second senior brother is Hong Ling's elder brother, and after the uncle marries Hong Ling, he will call her aunt, so what should he call the second senior brother? Also called uncle?

Where does my uncle live after marrying Hong Ling? You won't still be living in your current house, will you? I wronged her too much, she must be the boss.

It's hard to imagine that they are brother and sister, one is My Fair Lady, and the other is the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie. But at least they have one thing in common, that is, they are all surnamed Hong.

My own injury is almost healed, and it is scabbed, which is a wound on my forehead, and I am afraid that it will leave a scar. It's not good to look long, and it doesn't matter if you have one more scar or one less scar.

A bowl of noodles, a little greens, and a poached egg is Zhou Fan's lunch.

Looking at this bowl of noodles, she hesitated.

Where does this noodle come from, and this dish, and this egg.

What would it be like if I didn't come here. If I didn't know Hong Ling, I wouldn't be here. I don't know Hong Yu and Shi Lang, as well as some people in the store.

Should I thank Hong Ling? She gave me that opportunity. Although there are too many unsatisfactory things, at least my uncle and Hong Ling are together, and does Hong Ling's agreement with me still count? I didn't help anything.

Hong Yu treated me excessively in terms of economy, it can be said that he never gave me a penny, and I didn't starve to death. I really need money, though, and the more the better.

The brothers and sisters of the Hong family will not cooperate to deceive me and my uncle, Hong Ling married my uncle, and I didn't match it, so I didn't give money. If she works for her brother and doesn't pay for it, I'm the only one who is unlucky in the end.

What to do, what to do.

Zhou Fan's head was in chaos.

If you don't have money, how can you take your mother-in-law and Lu Xiang out? I don't know what happened to them, I won't call them, and Lu Xiang doesn't have a computer. By the way, I'm good to look it up on the Internet.

turned on the computer and slowly tapped the keyboard with two fingers, but he couldn't, and he didn't know where to search, "What an idiot" Zhou Fan slapped the keyboard and scolded himself.

Forget it, I'll eat my noodles anyway!

With my head hanging and my mood terrible, I'm just a fool, I've been here for a few months, and I can't even make a phone call.

"Where's my face?" Zhou Fan looked at the empty dining table with a muttering to himself.

"I was still here just now, what's the matter, where did my noodles go?"

Zhou Fan went back to his room, there was no room in the room, there would be no thief, but the thief would not steal a bowl of noodles, and he took the bowl away, and even the chopsticks were gone.

It seems that someone in the family came back and took the noodles away, second senior brother.

Zhou Fan went upstairs and opened the room, no. I went downstairs again and came to Shilang's room.

I saw Shilang sitting on the bed, gulping down, and he was about to finish eating.

"My face," Zhou Fan said with wide eyes.

"You didn't eat? I thought you had left it for me," he ate the last bit, and there was nothing left in the bowl.

"Forget it, I'll cook it again" Zhou Fan simply closed the door and re-entered the kitchen.

The morning rice is still in the refrigerator, so simply fry the rice, and bring the Yangzhou fried rice from the master's hometown to the table at home.

Before five minutes arrived, the rice was out of the pot, the aroma was tangy, the eggs were golden and buttery, and the rice grains were full.

"Good fragrance" Shixuan took the bowl and was lured by the fragrance to the kitchen.

Zhou Fan sat down and was about to eat, when the meal was taken away by Shi Xuan along with the plate.

frowned, and said with displeasure on his face, "Mr. Shilang, I don't blame you for eating my noodles, and now you want to rob me of my food, isn't it too much." ”

"Ms. Zhou, first, I don't know, you didn't eat it, I thought you specially left it for me. Second, I'm not Shi Lang, I'm Shi Xuan, his younger brother. Thirdly, will you give me some food? I haven't eaten yet. ”

Shi Xuan put the rice on his nose, sniffed it, and added, "It's really fragrant"

"Are you panting when my eyes are long? It's not Shilang yet, who are you lying to! Zhou Fan glanced at him, and then stared at the rice in his hand.

"Don't tell me, I look at your eyes like you're panting"

"Yours are just panting" Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows and retorted to him.

He looked at him carefully, his eyes were still the same big and bright, his nose was firm, his lips were ruddy, his clothes were well-dressed, and his legs were slender.

Liar, pretend! But Shilang has a smile that fascinates people and doesn't taste their lives, as if he has it too, forget it, whatever he wants, whoever he says is whoever he is.

"Bring the rice," Zhou Fan ordered him.

"Half of Me"

"Okay, I'm starving"

Shi Xuan divided half of the rice into the noodle bowl and handed the plate to Zhou Fan, who gave him another glance before sitting down.

Zhou Fan wiped out the rice in two clicks, chewed the rice in his mouth, leaned on the dining chair, and looked at the guy opposite who claimed to be Shixuan.

"You dye your hair, why do you want to be a Chinese again?"

"I'm originally Chinese, okay! I haven't dyed my hair either. ”

His mouth was full of food, and he didn't forget to protest.

"Whatever you want, Shilang and Shixuan are only one word apart."

After Zhou Fan finished speaking, he took another can of beer to fill her uneaten stomach.

"Don't drink, be careful I'll hit your hand again."

"You really think of yourself as a doctor, tell me about your department."

After speaking, he pulled the pull ring open and drank it in a big gulp.

Who knew that his left hand was grabbed by him, and the back of his hand was hit very hard four times.

Zhou Fan stopped, picked up the can with half a can of beer and threw it at Shixuan.

It's a pity that it was missed. Didn't hit it.

"I'm so big, I'm the only one who beats someone, and no one has beaten me yet, you're looking for death today." As he spoke, he picked up the plate and threw it over.

"The gentleman doesn't move his mouth," Shi Xuan hurriedly dodged.

"You're still a gentleman, I think you're a fucking pervert, you come over to me." After Zhou Fan finished speaking, he went to the kitchen and took a shovel, pointed at him and said.

"I'm stupid, I'm a good man and I don't fight with women" said and stood at the other end of the table, keeping a certain safe distance from Zhou Fan.

"You don't come, I'll let you come," he said, throwing the shovel out.

Shi Xuan squatted down and stomped over, and the shovel was thrown to the ground with a loud noise.

Zhou Fan's anger has reached the extreme, and he vented all the anger he received in Japan.

Her hands began to tremble, her eyes narrowed, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

He groped behind him with his hand, and he didn't know what he touched, so he threw it towards Shixuan.

Shixuan dining chair was on guard, but he didn't expect it to be a knife.

Look at Zhou Fan again, she can't calm down, and if she goes on like this, she doesn't know what to throw over, so she won't be so angry! Just slapped the back of her hand a few times, are you so angry?

What to do now?

Call the police, no, what do you say when the police come.

Look at her, take another pot, and be about to find an opportunity to throw it over.

"I said, you put the pot down, I apologize, I shouldn't have hit your hand."

Shi Xuan's face was full of sincerity, and the chair in his hand was placed on the ground.

"Okay, come here, let me call back, and forget this matter today."

Zhou Fan also took a step back, it must not be too big, he has never suffered such a wretched gas since he was a child, he has been beaten twice in the past few days, think about swallowing this breath.

"Don't mess around, you can only hit with your hands"

Shi Xuan walked forward cautiously step by step, not forgetting to look at the distance between the dining chair and himself, safety first.

Seeing that it was about to come to Zhou Fan, Zhou Fan also put the pot back on the gas stove and waited for him to get closer.

Shi Xuan also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her put the pot down, thinking about a woman, no matter how strong you are, what kind of hand can you make my hand. I'm a big man with something to be afraid of.

Stretched out his hand in front of her and said, "You fight."

Zhou Fan grabbed his hand and raised his mouth and said, "Hit me four times today, and hit me four times that night, a total of eight times."

"You're fooling, you didn't say you brought back that night."

Shi Xuan wanted to withdraw his hand, but it was too late.

Zhou Fan hit it eight times in a row, feeling that he had used enough strength, and the palm of the hit was hot and painful.

"It's over so soon"

Shi Xuan's palm was also a little painful, but he didn't expect her strength to be very strong. But the last few blows were obviously much less powerful.

Zhou Fan clenched his numb hand tightly, and bean-sized tears fell down.

"Let's get rid of it, let's help clean up the battlefield. Women are terrible," he said, shaking his head.

I'm not scary, I'm just a poor person who has lost a family and is being bullied by you now, it's you who are scary.

Perverted.