"It's me." Yan Xiangnuan took a deep breath and spoke patiently, and also let Yan Zhefeng in the room know who was outside the door.

Yan Xiangnuan!?

Bang –

Yan Zhefeng panicked as soon as he was sure, Yan Xiangnuan's ears were sharp, and he heard a collision sound from the house, the sound was not small, Yan Xiangnuan frowned and continued to raise his hand and knock on the door: "Yan Zhefeng, open the door." ”

"What are you doing when you come back, you go." Yan Zhefeng's voice came from the bedroom again, and his voice was mixed with unease.

Yan Xiangnuan was a little impatient, his eyes glanced at Yan Xiangyang beside him, Yan Xiangyang held the little bamboo shoot, took a deep breath and said: "Old man, come out quickly, my sister brought your grandson back to see you, don't you want to see the little bamboo shoot?" ”

Yan Xiangyang knew that Yan Zhefeng had not seen the little bamboo shoot, and he had called him to complain about his grievances before, saying that as the grandfather of the child, the child had not been seen for a few months since it was born, and the little bamboo shoot was also there, Yan Zhefeng would not be gone!

In the "......" bedroom, Yan Zhefeng was quiet for a moment, listening to what Yan Xiangyang said outside, thinking of the little grandson he had never seen, he struggled and hesitated in his heart, but when his eyes slowly swept to his abdomen, Yan Zhefeng still gritted his teeth, and his eyes were determined.

"I'm annoyed, who rarely sees it, hurry up and let me go." Yan Zhefeng continued, obviously not opening the door.

Yan Xiangyang's temper also came up, although he heard from the aunt at home that Yan Zhefeng was not normal recently, he was still very unhappy.

"Old man, can you open the door?" Yan Xiangyang's patience began to disappear.

"No, you let me go, I don't want to see you." Yan Zhefeng can actually guess why Yan Xiangyang and Yan Xiangnuan, sister and brother, came back suddenly, it should be because his strangeness was discovered by the aunt at home recently, and the aunt notified the two children.

But Yan Zhefeng didn't want anyone to see his appearance at the moment, he just wanted to hide alone.

"Old man, you're sick! Smoke what the wind. Yan Xiangyang was speechless and scolded.

Yan Zhefeng was still silent in the bedroom, it was not long after dinner, Yan Zhefeng had ordered the servants at home to bring meals into the house, he had just finished eating those meals, but he still didn't feel full at all, plus, what kind of virtue was he at the moment, he knew in his heart, how could he open the door and let Yan Xiangyang and Yan Xiangnuan see it.

"Yan Zhefeng, do you think that if you don't open the door, I won't be able to come in?" Yan Xiangnuan was not polite, and his tone was very arrogant.

It doesn't matter if Yan Zhefeng doesn't open the door, there are thousands of ways to open the door, Yan Xiangnuan doesn't mind being cruel, this door has no effect on Yan Xiangnuan at all, if she wants to enter the door, another hundred doors can't resist her footsteps.

"Didn't you hear me say let you go? Who is Lao Tzu, I said I'm tired, unwell, and don't want to see people? Can't you?! Yan Zhefeng's voice was anxious and annoyed.

For his daughter and son, he has no problem at all.

Usually when he wants to see them, he may not be able to see them, but now he doesn't want to see them, but he can't, his father really has no dignity.

"Even we can't see us, you're grumpy enough!" Yan Xiangyang opened his mouth to mock.

Yan Xiangnuan pursed his lips, and he didn't bother to waste time with Yan Zhefeng, and with a slight lift of his hand, the yin qi burst out, and with a click, the door in front of him was opened by Yan Xiangnuan, and the door made a big sound, and the little bamboo shoot sleeping in Yan Xiangyang's arms also frowned because of this sound.

Fortunately, Xiaozhu Shoot had a good sleep quality and slept very satisfying with Xiaoqing.

Yan Zhefeng, who was in the bedroom of "......", heard the sound of the door opening, and was instantly frightened, glanced at the leftovers over there, then looked down at his abdomen, turned his head and ran to the bed, regardless of the image, the whole person hid in the quilt, and pulled the quilt to cover himself tightly.

When Yan Xiangnuan and Yan Xiangyang entered the bedroom, what they saw was the picture of Yan Zhefeng hiding in the quilt, Yan Zhefeng pulled the quilt very tightly, leaving his head outside the quilt, looking at Yan Xiangnuan and Yan Xiangyang, all of them were annoyed.

"I said, I'm uncomfortable, what are you going to do, do you treat me as Lao Tzu?" Yan Zhefeng was annoyed.

This son and daughter were definitely born to restrain him.

"......" Yan Xiangnuan didn't pay attention to Yan Zhefeng, but his eyes wandered on Yan Zhefeng's face, and found that Yan Zhefeng's eyebrows were a little dark, his eyes slowly moved down, and he paused left and right on Yan Zhefeng's abdomen.

Yan Zhefeng hid in the quilt, bearing the baptism of Yan Xiangnuan's gaze, only feeling very uncomfortable, and then the whole person raised his knees in a frenzy, because of this action, Yan Zhefeng's abdomen was slightly blocked by the quilt, but it didn't look so abrupt.

"Don't hide it, come down and I'll take a look." Yan Xiangnuan didn't want to talk nonsense with Yan Zhefeng, she had actually seen that Yan Zhefeng's body was different, but she just needed to make sure again.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Yan Zhefeng asked Yan Xiangnuan very unhappily.

Yan Xiangnuan squinted his eyes and raised his hand slightly, and with a snort, Yan Zhefeng's tightly wrapped quilt was lifted away, while Yan Zhefeng was lying on the bed in his clothes, and the rest was normal, but Yan Zhefeng's abdomen was a little weird bulging at the moment.

Although Yan Zhefeng is forty or fifty years old, he has always been in good shape, and he has not been out of shape, let alone the fat and beer belly that ordinary middle-aged men have, but this will make Yan Zhefeng's abdomen extremely bulging, bulging like a pregnant woman who is seven or eight months pregnant, the kind that is about to give birth at first glance.

Some are scary, some are exaggerated.

"What's wrong with you, old man?" Yan Xiangyang was also very shocked, looking at Yan Zhefeng's unusual belly, his scalp was numb.

Yan Xiangyang naturally knew what was wrong, she understood the strangeness of this belly, and when she was staring at that abdomen, the little thing in Yan Zhefeng's stomach squirmed a few times in fear, just like an ordinary pregnant woman's fetal movement.

"Sister." Yan Xiangyang looked at Yan Xiangnuan beside him with three expressions.

"When did the bloating start?" Yan Xiangnuan squinted his eyes, staring at that abdomen, looking up at Yan Zhefeng and questioning.

"What?" Yan Zhefeng looked at Yan Xiangnuan in shock.

"I said when did your stomach start to get abnormal." Yan Xiangnuan has white eyes, Yan Zhefeng.

"It's been almost ten days." Yan Zhefeng thought about it carefully, replied and got up from the bed with difficulty at the same time, because his abdomen was swollen and upright, and he had eaten a lot of things recently, but he still lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, because this belly had not slept well recently, and he looked very haggard.