"Actually, you're really looking for the wrong person when you're looking for me," Chen Letong handed his three-year-old daughter a can of potato chips and blasted people aside, "I didn't have any when I was pregnant, how did I know what to do with morning sickness?" ”

"Isn't your husband a doctor, ask him." Shi Yu glanced at the little girl sitting next to him who was obediently eating potato chips while talking, "Hey, hey, those potato chips are all fried, it's not good for children to eat too much." ”

"What's good or not, it's not eaten every day," Chen Letong also looked back at his daughter, pinched a piece of potato chip and stuffed it into his mouth, "Don't listen to the nonsense of those experts, don't talk about the dosage and say that the harm is a hooligan." ”

"Oh, by the way, you said Zhou Heng, he is a doctor who treats colds in internal medicine, he knows a fart," Chen Letong smashed his mouth twice, "But I know a gynecology director in their hospital, who is very nice and gentle, let me help you ask." ”

"Oh, sister, then I'll thank you so much." Shi Yu's eyes were still glued to the little girl and couldn't be pulled out, "It's up to you to get in if I can't eat a little bit, hey, your girl is so cute." ”

In a few months, I may have such a lovely daughter, and when I meet, I feel that my heart is about to be cute.

Chen Letong raised his eyebrows and hugged the well-behaved and clever little girl: "Like girls? ”

"That's not it," Shi Yu stretched out his hand to take the soft and cute little girl, "How good the girl is, the girl is her mother's intimate little padded jacket." ”

Chen Letong threw his daughter into Shi Yu's arms and grinned: "Then you will have a good time, because with your IQ, it is difficult to have a daughter." ”

"What the hell," Shi Yu was shocked, "does this have anything to do with IQ?" ”

"That's not it," Chen Letong smiled mysteriously, "Haven't you heard, fathers are smart, and they usually give birth to daughters, and mothers are smart, and most of them give birth to sons." ”

Hearing this, Shi Yu only felt like he was struck by lightning, and he hit a big thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Compared with his wife, which one is smarter, even a three-year-old chick can see it.

took the home remedies that Chen Letong asked, and returned home dejected with the frustration of not being able to give birth to a daughter.

Of course, the moment the door was opened, our family cook immediately put on a satisfied smile: "Wife, are you feeling better, I'm back." ”

As a result, as soon as the old word came out, Aunt Zhen pinched her mouth and ran out in small steps: "Just fell asleep, just fell asleep, don't make noise, it's been a bad day, just closed your eyes now." ”

"Oh." Shi Yu also lowered his voice, "I went to ask Chen Letong, and she said that the doctor said that ginger can stop vomiting......"

"Oh, I don't eat ginger slightly." Aunt Zhen glanced at Shi Yu with disgust, and the implication was very obvious, why don't you even know this.

"Ah, I know," Shi Yu whispered as he pulled out the ingredients, "I bought ginger and came back to squeeze the juice, make her a ginger juice milk, and see if it works." ”

"Well, that's a solution," Aunt Jane's face finally turned cloudy, "or you young people have quick brains, and you two children must be smart." ”

Aunt Zhen didn't know that her unintentional praise touched someone's fragile little heart again.

Dad is stupid, isn't it really possible to give birth to a cute girl?