When Zhao Changqing passed by, Ling's house had been cleaned up again, but there was still a faint smell of blood.--- Please log in to read on your mobile phone---

Zhao Yong and Mrs. Zhao both smiled and were talking whispering outside. Seeing Zhao Changqing coming, Mrs. Zhao pulled her to her and asked quietly, "Is the girl Qing a sister? Are you happy?"

Zhao Changqing also showed a happy look and laughed softly, "Happy. I heard from Liu'er that he had a younger brother and a younger sister."

Old Mrs. Zhao laughed, “Yes.”

"Grandmother, can I go and see my younger brother and sister?"

Old Mrs. Zhao held Zhao Changqing's hand and told her, "Be gentler, your mother is still sleeping."

Zhao Changqing nodded obediently.

Old Mrs. Zhao took Zhao Changqing's hand in. Ling was still sleeping. Two little babies were wrapped in cloth bags and placed beside Ling. One was sleeping with his eyes closed, while the other had big black grape-like eyes, awake and not making a fuss.

Zhao Changqing asked in a low voice, "Old lady, which one is the younger brother and which one is the younger sister?"

Old Mrs. Zhao pointed to the sleeping baby, "It's the younger brother who is asleep, and it's the younger sister who is awake."

Zhao Changqing took a few glances, and the awake child suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhao Changqing. The glance was indescribable and complicated. The newly born child was actually not good-looking, and it was wrinkled and not new at all. Zhao Changqing looked away, and always felt a little uneasy, and said casually, "It's pretty good-looking."

Old Mrs. Zhao didn't notice anything, and just smiled and took Zhao Changqing out.

Ling's family gave birth safely, and both mother and child were safe. Old Mrs. Zhao and Zhao Yong's heart finally came to the ground, and the three grandparents and grandchildren went to the old woman's house for breakfast.

Zhao Yong suddenly got a son and a daughter, and he was so happy that he could not say anything. Zhao Changqing could not bear it anymore and said to Mrs. Zhao, "Grandmother, look at my father, I was so silly." He stretched out his fat hand and pinched Zhao Yong's back. Zhao Yong immediately came back to his senses and laughed, "What are you, girl, why are you doing?"

Old Mrs. Zhao joked, "No matter how happy she is, she has to eat. After dinner, go to your Yue's house to report the good news first."

Zhao Changqing said, "Dad, don't always smirk and distract yourself when you go to your grandfather's house. It's so embarrassing."

Zhao Yong laughed, "Do you know what embarrassment means? Changqing, you are a sister, but you have to be more sensible and learn to take care of your younger brothers and sisters."

Zhao Changqing raised his chin and said trickyly, "It depends on my mood. If Dad is nice to me, I will love them if I am happy. If Dad is bad to me, I will beat them and play with me."

"When did Dad treat you badly?"

"I'm afraid that my father will not love me if he has a younger brother or sister."

"Nonsense." Zhao Yong touched Zhao Changqing's head and said in a gentle voice, "You are Dad's eldest daughter, Dad loves you the most at all times."

Zhao Changqing asked, "Dad, do you think I am good-looking, or are my younger brothers and sisters looking good?"

What a small person!

Zhao Yong coaxed her, "Of course, my sister Qing is the best. Your younger brother and sister are not as good as you."

Zhao Changqing smiled beautifully and praised, "Dad just has vision!"

Zhao Yong laughed.

Zhao Yong, who had both children, was in a great mood. After breakfast, he ate three bowls of rice. Old Mrs. Zhao hurriedly stopped him. Zhao Yong laughed, "Mom, it's okay, I couldn't eat it last night. I was so hungry today."

"Don't eat it anymore. Your stomach is empty. Eating too much at once will make you feel full." Old Mrs. Zhao ordered Liu'er to brew tea and smiled, "Drink two bowls of tea, eat at will, wear warm clothes and go to your Yue's house. It's not the first time I'm a father, be more steady."

Zhao Yong laughed, "If you become a father in the future, your son will be so happy."

Zhao Changqing asked, "Dad, my mother is pregnant with two, why didn't you hear me telling her grandmother first?"

Zhao Yong said in a gentle voice, "It's not easy to have twins. I'm a little worried, so I didn't ask the doctor to tell your mother the truth. Hey, no matter whether they are twins or not, I like them the same." He did not mention that Zhao Changqing had a young brother who died at the beginning.

Zhao Changqing asked, "Then the younger brother and sister are okay?"

"It's okay, I've invited the doctor to come and see it. It's very safe." Zhao Yong smiled and drank two bowls of tea before going to Ling's family to report the good news.

Ling slept for a day and a night before she could sleep well. She was naturally very happy when she saw a son and a daughter. She looked at this and that. The sweetness in her heart was full of oozing. This mood made Ling's pale face shine with a strange light. Zhao Yong felt something, but he was a stupid person. He didn't say those sweet words. He quietly pinched his wife's hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"What a foolish saying. I gave birth to a baby for myself, and I was only happy." Ling smiled, and her eyes couldn't help but look at the two children. She thought of something to Zhao Yong, "It's strange. On New Year's Eve, I had a dream and dreamed of a pool of lotus flowers, which was very beautiful. As a result, I felt uncomfortable in the next day, otherwise, it was the birth period around the Spring Festival."

Old Mrs. Ling was lifting the curtain into the room, and she looked surprised when she heard this, "This is a rare good dream! Erya's head has a flower-like birthmark on her shoulders."

Ling had just woken up and had not seen her children carefully. After hearing what my mother said, she was a little moved. Old Mrs. Ling picked up the baby wrapped in a small red quilt with pink ribbon on the outside, opened it a little and pointed it to her daughter. Zhao Yong also went up to take a look. Ling smiled as soon as she saw it, "When my mother said that the child had a birthmark, I was worried, I was afraid that it was not very good-looking. This girl is the president, and this birthmark is like a flower, I am afraid that this dream should be on me," she said.

"What's the point of birthmark? It's good if the child is strong. Besides, this birthmark is pink and disappears after a few years." Old Mrs. Ling smiled, "This girl is born, and she will definitely be blessed in the future."

Ling sighed, "Before growing up, I dreamed of two trees in the yard, one withered and the other flourished, and then it turned out..."

Zhao Yong interrupted Ling's words, touched his little daughter's tender face, and said, "What's the matter between the years? Don't mention it."

"Yes." Old Mrs. Ling smiled and advised Ling, "Now this is another pair of twins. You are a son-in-law and considerate of you. Your old lady has a good temper. Changqing is smart and sensible. You are a blessing that you can't even look forward to."

After all, it has been a few years, and now Zhao Changqing is quite likable. Ling smiled and said, "Yes." He asked again, "Have Changqing been here? Do you know that he is a sister?"

Zhao Yong laughed, "I came here early yesterday morning and said that my younger brother and sister looked good."

Ling smiled and was about to say something, but her son suddenly woke up from his dream and grinned and cried. Ling hurriedly picked up his son, and when he touched it, he had urinated, and then changed his diapers and so on. Old Mrs. Ling put down her granddaughter in her hand and said, "There is still warm milk outside. I'll go and see, the child is almost hungry when he asks to touch it."

Ling said, "My chest is so swollen that I feel uncomfortable, let me suck it."

"Don't do this, it's easy to choke my brother if he drives it like this." Old Mrs. Ling also had a trick, saying, "I'll start breastfeeding after I rub it for you." As she said that, Old Mrs. Ling unbuttoned the front of Ling's jacket, revealing the red mandarin duck bellyband.

Old Mrs. Ling said, "I'm going to feed you now, why are you wearing a bellyband?"

Ling's face turned slightly red and said, "You always help me press it quickly, it's very swollen."

"Wu Wu, go and make a basin of slightly hot water, and then get a clean white cloth towel." Old Mrs. Ling directed and dispatched the command and untied her daughter's bellyband. The white woman brought water and threw the white cloth towel into the water and wrung it a few times before handing it to Old Mrs. Ling.

Old Mrs. Ling heated the white cloth towel on Ling's pair of full and erect breasts. Only two red cherry-like nipples were exposed on the room. Ling hummed in a low voice. Somehow, Zhao Yong suddenly sweated.

However, no one cared about him at this time.

After applying the hot cloth towel for a while, Old Mrs. Ling took it down when she felt it was not hot. Ling's snow-white chest was covered with snow. Old Mrs. Ling opened her tough and powerful palms and gently massaged Ling's chest from the bottom to the top, especially the Danzhong point, the rugen point, and the Yingchuang point. After pressing this for half an hour, Old Mrs. Ling's forehead was slightly sweating, and Ling's chest suddenly became swelling and pain slightly reduced, and then the milk flowing out of her chest was wet. Ling sighed softly, "My mother, it's already clear."

Old Mrs. Ling wiped her sweat, handed the child up, and said, "Give it a treat for the child."

Ling held the child sideways and stuffed her head into the child's mouth, and the child started to eat it in big mouthfuls. Ling thanked God, "Fortunately, this is willing to eat it." Zhao Changqing was evil in nature and refused to eat her milk. Ling suffered a lot when he was recycled.

Old Mrs. Ling laughed, "Silly, you are one brother and one sister, you are only afraid that you will not have enough food."

Zhao Yong wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Then I'll go out and look for which family has a newly-produced ewe, and get one back." Zhao Changqing grew up all on goat milk when he was a child.

Old Mrs. Ling smiled, "No hurry, the child is young now, and it's enough to eat."

After a while, Old Mrs. Zhao brought Zhao Changqing over.

"The in-laws are here." Old Mrs. Ling smiled, "Girl Qing, come and see your younger brother and sister."

Zhao Changqing glanced at him in a good manner and asked, "Why is it still wrinkled? It's not round at all. Both of them are wrinkled. Daddy, am I not born like this?"

Ling smiled, "What do you know at least? Is it ugly to be born? Is it ugly? I will become beautiful after a few days of growing fat."

Zhao Changqing nodded, "If I were like me, I wouldn't be ugly."

Zhao Changqing looked into the cotton bag with powder forging. The little girl was awake and was turning her head to look at her at this moment. Her eyes were extremely bright, without any childish innocence. Zhao Changqing looked at the girl without any trace. Old Mrs. Zhao smiled, "You always clamored to see them."

Zhao Changqing turned around, smiled with his eyes bent, and asked, "Grandmother, can my younger brother and sister play with me? Will they call me sister?"

"How could it be so fast?" Before Mrs. Zhao could finish her words, she heard a shocking cry sound on the bed. The little girl started crying at the top of her throat. Ling thought the child had urinated, so she touched it, but it was fucked. She picked it up and fed it, but refused to eat it, just cried.

Ling was so anxious that she was speechless, "What's wrong with this?"

Old Mrs. Ling took it, put it horizontally on her arms and coaxed her, "Maybe she's sleepy."

However, it was obvious that the little girl was not sleepy, she just cried endlessly. Because the crying was too loud, the twin brother also started to cry, and the crying indoors was shocking for a moment.

After all, Zhao Yong was a big man, so he couldn't stand this, so he hurriedly took Zhao Changqing out. When he arrived in the yard, Zhao Yong dug his ears and sighed, "Oh my god, I almost got deaf."

Zhao Changqing giggled in a funny way.

Little did they know that the little girl who was crying in the room stopped crying after Zhao Yong took Zhao Changqing out.

The adults didn't notice anything. It was normal for the newborn baby to cry. It was just a few more times. As long as Zhao Changqing left, the little girl who never cried or made a fuss would inevitably cry. Not to mention Ling, even Zhao Yong felt something strange.

Ling was very uneasy about this and quietly discussed with Zhao Yong at night, "You go to Ping'an Temple outside the city to find Master Xingku to give me a divination, and talk to the master about our family affairs. This is strange. Why are the second girl alone in her eyes so many people who can't stand Changqing? I ask what are the worries in her fate?"

Zhao Yong frowned, "What a strange thing."

"Don't call Changqing here these days. It's not that she is disgusted with her. When she comes, the second girl makes trouble, and even her brothers are making trouble. Who can stand this?" Ling was a little upset again, and couldn't help but think of Zhao Changqing's young twin brother.

Zhao Yong said, "I will go to Ping'an Temple to ask, and I will ask the master to give the eldest brother and second girl a good name."

Ling smiled, "Okay."

In fact, there is no need to say that Zhao Changqing would no longer run to Ling’s house to see his younger brother and sister. According to Zhao Changqing’s words, “A pair of crybags is very annoying!”

Old Mrs. Zhao smiled, "Okay, then let's continue to study and practice calligraphy."

Zhao Changqing was obviously more interested in books, so he resumed his life of studying in the morning and studying calligraphy in the afternoon.

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She knew that Zhao Rong was back.

If she didn't confirm Zhao Rong's eyes when she saw Zhao Rong's eyes, Zhao Changqing was sure of Zhao Rong's performance these days.

Yes, Zhao Rong is back.

But, what does this matter?

Everything is completely different from the previous life. Even if Zhao Rong is still the original Zhao Rong, she is no longer the original Zhao Changqing.
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