It was Wen Tian who worked so hard to give birth to him.
Pei Shaomu stepped forward and held Wen Tian's hand tightly: "Little girl, this is the last pregnancy. I will never give birth again."
"Why?" Wen Tian asked.
Pei Shaomu pushed back the black hair that was damp with sweat from Wen Tian's forehead: "Look at how pale your face is. Giving birth is a kind of torture for a woman. I don't want you to be tortured anymore."
Wen Tian smiled again: "It's not torture. I'm very happy to give birth to a baby for my uncle."
Pei Shaomu put his face against Wen Tian's.
His face was very hot, while Wen Tian's face was very cold.
He was spreading the heat from his face to Wen Tian's face.
"By the way, how's it going with Xiaoyu?" Wen Tian asked again.
"I brought my blessings to her, and also asked Qiao Shaoting to promise to be good to Xiaoyu in his life. Qiao Shaoting also made a promise to me, so don't worry."
Wen Tian breathed a sigh of relief.
She said with some regret: "That's good, but neither you nor I can witness their wedding."
"As long as you have what you want." Pei Shaomu said, "Xiaoyu can understand you, and she keeps urging me to come back quickly."
Wen Tian still felt a little regretful.
Unfortunately, there is nothing we can do, the die is done.
She asked again: "By the way, have you seen my daughter? She looks wrinkled, like a little old man."
"I haven't seen it yet. I'll come to see you as soon as I get here."
"Then go and see your daughter."
"No, I'll look at you." Now Pei Shaomu just wants to look at Wen Tian.
Wen Tian said: "Go and take a look, and hold it over for me to take a look at."
Pei Shaomu then stood up.
He took the baby girl over.
As Wen Tian said, this is a wrinkled child like a little old man.
Wen Tian stared at the baby girl for a while, then smiled: "Shao Mu, now we have both a son and a daughter."
A smile also flashed across Pei Shaomu's eyes.
Yes, I have both children.
The only thing that made him sad was that Wen Tian suffered.
"By the way, what's your daughter's name?" Wen Tian asked again.
"Come and get it," Pei Shaomu said.
Wen Tian thought about it and said, "Can we just call her Pei Tang? Think about it, my name is Wen Tian, and she will be called Pei Tang. One is Tang and the other is Tian!"
Pei Shaomu: "..."
He smiled helplessly.
This name seems a bit too childish.
But it doesn't matter, as long as Wen Tian likes it.
Pei Shaomu said: "Okay, let's call her Pei Tang."
…
Soon, it's time to step onto the red carpet.
Qin Yu suddenly opened the window.
She looked out the window.
The weather is nice today and the sky is blue.
White clouds float in the blue sky, looking very beautiful.
Qin Yu put his hands together on his chest.
She closed her eyes: "Brother, you have seen me, right? I know you must have seen me. You are in the sky now, sitting on that cloud and looking at me."
"Brother, I'm getting married. I'm going to walk down the red carpet and enter the auditorium soon. Can you keep watching me and accompanying me later?"
No one responded to Qin Yu.
But Qin Yu kept talking.
Because Qin Yu believes that Qin Lang can hear it.
He must be able to hear it.
He only has one sister like himself, and he loves himself to the extreme. Even if he is no longer alive, even if he goes to hell, and his only biological sister is getting married, Qin Lang will definitely look at her in the sky and bless her.
…
Fang Panpan watched Qin Yu talking to himself outside the window.
At first she thought Qin Yu was not normal, but then she faintly heard the word "brother", and Fang Panpan suddenly realized.
Qin Yu was talking to his brother.
Fang Panpan knew that Qin Yu had a brother named Qin Lang. Their relationship was very good, but it was a pity that Qin Lang left.