When Fu Yanye returned to the ward, Zhuo Jian and Chengcheng were lying on the bedside looking at Chengqing and Chengli. They said to Chengcheng in a gentle voice: "This is Chengli, this is Chengqing, they are all
Your brother, do you remember?"
Chengcheng nodded, as if he had remembered everything clearly.
Zhuo Jian raised his hand and touched Chengcheng's little head, "You brothers should get along well in the future, okay?"
Chengcheng nodded and agreed to her, then raised his hand to touch the red rope on Chengli's wrist.
Zhuo Jian saw the place he touched, held him in her arms and whispered, "You have it too. It's in mom's bag. Mom will put it on you when she gets the bag."
"good!"
Chengcheng said happily, and then gently touched her brother's little hand.
Zhuo Jian looked at him like that and smiled with relief unconsciously.
It turns out that they, Chengcheng, would also be jealous because they thought they didn't have what their younger brothers had.
But how could it not be?
The three brothers are her fate.
She is so gentle and attentive to the children.
So much so that she didn't even notice when Fu Yanye walked to the bed.
"They have everything, do I have it?"
Fu Yanye's deep voice was filled with interest.
Zhuo Jian's expression became cold when she heard his voice, but the children were all there, so she didn't show any shame. She just carried Chengcheng under the bed and said to him: "Let's go play on the sofa and let the brothers sleep."
Later."
The twins were quite able to sleep.
Fu Yanye leaned forward, but no one paid attention to him, and he stayed there for a while unconsciously.
It wasn't until the mother and daughter held hands and went to the sofa that he turned around and looked.
Zhuo Jian sat on the sofa and held Chengcheng in her arms, praising: "Our Chengcheng is great, we can walk well."
"Chengcheng Bangbang, Mom, Bangbang."
Chengcheng looked up at her, and after praising her happily, he put his arms around her neck and kissed her.
He almost didn't recognize his mother.
Mom cut her hair short.
But he soon recognized it.
Zhuo Jian let Chengcheng kiss her face. She accidentally saw the man coming and subconsciously looked away.
Fu Yanye sat beside her seemingly casually, holding Chengcheng's hand: "Do you only want to kiss mom? Kiss dad too."
Chengcheng turned around to see him, then hid in Zhuo Jian's arms and covered her mouth with a smile, "Dad, don't want it."
Fu Yanye frowned.
Why doesn't Dad want it?
The ward was originally a little unhappy because there were three children suddenly in the ward, but now it is even more sad.
When they were alone, Zhuo Jian could still pay attention to him.
It's fine now.
Her eyes and heart are all in those three children.
"Come here, let me hug you."
Fu Yanye suddenly called Chengcheng seriously.
Chengcheng stayed in Zhuo Jian's arms for a few seconds, and then obediently got off Zhuo Jian and climbed onto him.
He picked up Chengcheng, looked at Chengcheng and said, "Someone will come to take you and your brothers back later. Your mother is not in good health and needs to rest."
Zhuo Jian didn't raise his eyes and just said: "I want them to stay."