Chapter 393: The white-headed old man outside the fan

Soon after marriage, Ning Zhi became pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl.

"It's just a good word." After the examination, Song Shenbai almost smiled at the corner of his lips, and hugged his wife in front of him tightly in his arms.

"yes." Ning Zhi, a first-time mother, subconsciously touched her flat lower abdomen, feeling extremely excited, but more nervous and nervous.

After all, it was the first child, and she had no experience.

But fortunately, the babies are healthy and well-behaved, and she didn't toss Ning Zhi much throughout her pregnancy, she didn't even have nausea, just a little sleepy.

Song Shenbai will read to the babies as long as he is free and give them prenatal education.

Once delivered, the mother and child were safe.

The newborn child was wrinkled, his eyes had not yet opened, and his two small fists were clenched tightly, and he waved twice from time to time.

Seeing such healthy and lively two babies, Ning Zhi, who had just given birth, shed tears of joy.

The first to come out was the male treasure, so these are the brother and sister.

The name Song Shenbai has already been thought of, and the male treasure is called Song Muning.

The female treasure's name is Song Muzhi.

It is enough to see how selfish Song Shenbai is, and he also uses the children's names to show affection.

As the children grew up day by day, Song Shenbai and Ning Zhi gradually grew old.

By the time they reached adulthood, the two old men were bent at the waist, hunched on their backs, full of silver hair, and their faces were crawling with traces of time.

"Zhizhi, do you want to go out for a walk?" After lunch, Song Shenbai came from outside with a crutch, wearing a suit, his hair was still neatly combed and shiny like when he was young, and he was full of energy.

Since entering middle age, Song Shenbai handed over the company to his son and concentrated on his own pension.

Ning Zhi has been running a medical center, and has trained hundreds of Chinese medicine practitioners over the years, including no less than ten top Chinese medicine practitioners, and her daughter is one of them.

Now they are all famous doctors.

And she herself is a well-known doctor in the country, with thousands of people coming to see her every day.

When she got old, although she had not retired from the hospital, she spent most of her time letting her daughter go to the clinic.

So naturally there was time to go for a walk with the old man of her family.

"Let's go, let's go for a walk." Ning Zhi pulled back his silver-white hair, stepped forward slowly, and held his arm with a smile.

As far as they went, they walked around the small park near the villa.

Both of them are old people, so they walk slowly and slowly, and the snails on the side of the road have to surpass them.

After the meeting, the two of them were exhausted and needed to sit down to rest.

In the distance, the trees are shady, and the bright sunlight is wantonly swaying its own light, dotting every place.

Ning Zhi gently raised her old face, bathed in the light, and the corners of her lips showed a pleasant and satisfied smile.

"Drink some water." Song Shenbai handed her the kettle hanging around his neck.

"Thank you, old man." The smile on Ning Zhi's face deepened, and he held the kettle and drank it like a child.

"It's a good day like this, but it's a pity that I don't know how many years I can live."

After drinking the water, Ning Zhi couldn't help but sigh.

They are now ninety years old, especially Song Shenbai is almost a hundred years old.

Song Shenbai's face sank, and he patted her head: "Don't talk nonsense!" I'm sure we'll live a long time! ”

"Good, good! No nonsense! ”

They sat here for a long time, until the sun went down, and the two of them did not go back.

The sunset in the sky, with large expanses of light purple and crimson, reflected everything on the ground.

Ning Zhi gently leaned his head on Song Shenbai's shoulder, humming a little song he had composed.

Song Shenbai interlocked his fingers with her, and looked at her gently.

(ENDS)

(The following is the ancient fanwai)