Another neighbor stood up, it was Uncle Li from the next door, he smiled and raised his glass, and said:

"Yan Yan, Jia Hang, I wish you all a smooth birth to a big fat boy in the coming year."

He Xiyan: ......

He Xiyan was stunned for a moment, her eyebrows suddenly raised, there was a trace of embarrassment on her face, she didn't know what to say back to this blessing, she just replied with a smile, "Okay!" ”。

Chen Jiahang nodded vigorously.

Yes, they are trying to have a son this year, a son who is even more beautiful than this fate.

The fate on the side was a little unhappy, he pouted, and the loss and sadness flashed in his eyes.

He didn't want his mother to give birth to a fat boy, then his mother would definitely not like him. Besides, he is a boy, just a thin boy, and his mother will give birth to a younger sister.

Fate has an older brother but no younger sister.

"Mom, fate wants a sister."

It's better to have a younger sister born to your father.

Yuan Yuan said unhappily, and the unhappiness on his face couldn't be concealed at all. He looked at his mother and seemed to be talking about it very seriously.

The neighbors on the side were surprised, they were very curious about this child as soon as they came, Chen Yan said that he was adopted in the Mingcheng Orphanage, but this tone and appearance are not what the adopted child will have.

He Xiyan pursed her lips and smiled, stretched out her hand and touched Yuanyuan's little head, I don't know how this little guy dared to say such a thing in front of so many strangers, she paused for a moment and said, "Okay, give birth to a sister." ”

It doesn't matter if she has a sister, she also wants a daughter.

Although it is an ordinary New Year's meal, everyone eats happily and is not a relative, but in this remote village, the relationship between neighbors is better than that between some relatives.

The feeling of helping each other in the neighborhood has disappeared in the city, but it has been passed down from generation to generation in the village.

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Unlike the bustle here, in the distant night city.

Because at the end of the year, enterprises, institutions and factories are on holiday, and the foreigners who work here have returned to their hometowns for the New Year.

This is the city, and when it comes to the Spring Festival, it is this scene, and even more so in big cities.

Ye Hao drove through the main roads of the city, obviously there was very little traffic, but he drove very slowly, and even drove again aimlessly.

The phone he kept on his side kept ringing, and it was the sound of message notifications, one after another. It's been ringing a dozen times.

He didn't look at it, because he didn't bother to look at it, he knew what the information would be.

This information was all sent by Han Xue.

In the castle, Han Xue stood on the viewing balcony on the third floor, she was wearing a black silk dress, a white real fox fur shawl on her upper body, and a medieval retro court hat, and the black veil falling from the brim of the hat covered half of her face, making her already delicate and beautiful facial features look more hazy and beautiful. She is tall and well-dressed, and even though she is 34 years old, she still looks like a woman in her twenties.

Han Xue has been standing on this balcony for more than twenty minutes, her beautiful phoenix eyes are slightly raised, and she has been staring at the road in the distance.

It's already ten o'clock in the morning, and they still have to go to the pear orchard to meet the old lady, where they have a reunion dinner with all the Ye family members.