"Listen to me, husband."

Zhu Su looked at her husband, her tired face could not hide the happiness.

The two of them had discussed the child's name many times before, and she felt that as long as the name had a good meaning and sounded nice, it would be fine.

Gou Shuhan took out his mobile phone.

"Come on, wife, let's take a group photo."

"Kacha!"

The most obvious feature of the development of science and technology is that it brings convenience to life.

I remember when I was a kid, taking pictures was a luxury.

So many precious memories remain in my mind and are slowly forgotten as time goes by.

Nowadays, with a simple click, you can capture happy moments on your mobile phone and save them for a long time.

He looked at the screen of his mobile phone. In the middle of the photo were the heads of himself and his wife, and on the right were his twin daughters.

He put the phone in the air in front of Zhu Su and showed it to her.

Then he lowered his head and pressed quickly on the phone.

"Husband, what are you doing?"

"Write a diary and keep it as a souvenir."

"Um."

"I want to make my QQ space public."

Zhu Su, who was resting on the hospital bed, did not answer the call.

Make it public, how to make it public?

Most of the contents in the diary are memories between him and Lin Xiaojuan. Could it be that if I answer well, he will delete all his past?

From the moment he got married to the time he gave birth to his child, he has not managed his QQ space seriously. It seems that he is busy or has forgotten.

But, how could it be forgotten?

Men are like this, like the naughty guy who lowers his head and plays with a small toy in his crotch in class, thinking that the teacher can't notice it through the desk.

In fact, the teacher is "far-sighted" and would have known why you were staring at your crotch and laughing.

Zhu Su said nothing.

He still has Lin Xiaojuan in his heart, but I don’t care.

The person I love values ​​​​love and justice, although he is often not upright. He is almost 30 years old and still acts like a child, and sometimes his words are not steady.

But he has responsibility, responsibility, and dreams.

Today's young people have a strong smell of copper. Many of them can't make much money at all times, and they still talk about money all the time.

My husband works hard to make money, but he never talks about it. Although he has not expressed his attitude towards money, he can understand it.

In the eyes of her husband Gou Shuhan, money is an element that enhances family happiness and a guarantee of food and clothing. As the saying goes, nothing is impossible without money, and money is not everything.

"I said, can I make my space public?"

"What's wrong?"

Zhu Su asked him back.

"Okay, I'm making it public."

Zhu Su replied with one word: "Yes."

"Honey, you take a nap, I'm watching over here."

"Can't sleep."

"Does the wound hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. I haven't woken up from the anesthetic yet."

"Then do you want to turn over?"

"The doctor said that you should lie on your back for five or six hours first, and then you can turn over after the spanking. You are sleepy, so you can take a nap."

"That won't work. I fell asleep. What if - the two little guys wake up?"

Gou Shuhan almost said what if I fell asleep, you fell asleep too, holding the baby down, or you had breathing problems while sleeping.

He really didn't know much about medicine, and he still had fresh memories of some of the risk warnings on the anesthetic signature form.

After speaking, he looked at his two twin daughters, who were very quiet.

He didn't know why he had a thought in his mind that he couldn't get rid of.

He stretched out his right index finger and put it under the nose of one of the daughters, breathing.

Just very light.

I tried the other daughter's breathing again, and yes, she was breathing too.

"Husband, what are you doing?"

"I'll try it - hehe, I always feel like these two little guys look like two little angels when they sleep."

Why are you so suspicious after becoming a father?

I wonder if my two children are not breathing when they are asleep. How could you have such evil thoughts?

Thinking of this, he reached out his hand again, ready to try again.

Tell him rationally that you are overly worried.

Then, his right hand stopped in the air.

At this time, his phone vibrated.

The time shows 0:37 AM.

A call from Pan Shilong.

"Honey, Shilong's call, I'm going out to answer it. I guess I quarreled with my wife again so late at night."

Zhu Su snorted.

Gou Shuhan gently pushed open and closed the door of the ward and came outside.

Wen Kai and Su Yan, who were sleeping not far from the door, changed their positions.

Su Yan turned her back to the wall and bent her legs sideways. Wen Kai faced the wall, put one hand on Su Yan's waist, held her calf with the other, and faced her feet with his mouth.

Gou Shuhan took one look and realized that this boy almost threw his lower body on the bed.

He very much doubted whether Wen Kai was pretending to sleep.

After pressing the answer button, Gou Shuhan began to speak softly.

"Hey, if you call me so late, are you discussing life with your wife again?"

"Sister, didn't you post a diary? You gave birth today. Didn't you say that the due date will be much longer?"

"Why are you still up so late and browsing my space?"

"You really work for the Pacific Police Department. You think I want to stay up late while I'm still working overtime at the company."

"Well, as long as you don't discuss life failures with your wife and ask me for help, working overtime is a good thing."

"I'm here to congratulate you, sister. I don't expect anything good from you - how about sister-in-law?"

"It's very good, and the kids are doing well too. It's just that I'm not very well and feel a lot of pressure."

"Why are you so depressed? You are wrong!"

Pan Shilong asked with concern.

Gou Shuhan glanced inside through the glass window of the ward door. Zhu Su was gently stroking the hair of his two daughters with his hands.

He stared at his wife and children and answered Pan Shilong.

"How can I not be discouraged? I already have one daughter, and now I have two or three more daughters."

"Hey, Brother Han, you're wrong. It's wrong to favor boys over girls. You said before that you like your daughter's clothes. You said she is a little cotton-padded jacket. The three-piece cotton-padded jacket may be a little hot, but don't do it all at once.

Wear them all, keep one with you, and marry two far away, one to Hubei and the other to Jiangxi, right? This way you won’t get heatstroke!"

Hearing what Gou Shuhan meant, Pan Shilong seemed a little annoyed that he had three daughters, so he comforted her and then made an appointment for Wan Fei's son and his own son.

It doesn't matter if your cub is a boy or a girl, it doesn't matter if the family has said it beforehand.

"You kid, don't think that I don't know what your plans are. Hubei Wanfei, Jiangxi Shilong, no problem! If you want to marry my daughter, you can! Negotiate the betrothal gift first - and I am not a patriarchal person.

You don’t understand distress, and you don’t understand even if I talk about it, so don’t ask.”

"Sister, even though I know you are digging a hole for me, I can't help but ask you, what are you worried about?"

"What troubles are there? The three children all look like me. They feel like triplets. You said that the inheritance is so good that when they grow up, all of them will be beautiful. How can I not be troubled?"
To be continued...