Chapter 591: Second Child 3

Xibao sat upright on the kang, his legs swinging, curiously watching his mother busying around, like a good child.

When he saw his mother unpacking a bunch of delicious food, all of which looked familiar, his eyes lit up and he shouted impatiently: "Mom, Mom, mine, mine, Guoguo!" He pointed at the can.

"Why are your eyes so sharp?" Having said that, Feng Qingxue still opened the can for him and poured half of it into the bowl.

Xibao skillfully turned over and climbed back onto the kang, and grunted and pulled the kang table from the inside to the middle, sat down in front of the kang table, put his two little paws on the edge of the table, and looked happily at the bowl in front of him. Oh, it was orange slices and sugar water in the bowl. The fat boy stretched his hand to the side, received the spoon handed by Feng Qingxue, and immediately scooped a piece of orange slices into his mouth.

Feng Qingxue tied a bib on him, and the little guy shook his head fiercely, "No, no!"

"If you don't tie it, you won't be allowed to eat."

This sentence made Xibao stop immediately, and he obediently let his mother put on the bib with the red words "Xibao" embroidered on a white background on him. It was just that he was too fat, and the straps on his back were barely tied together.

"Okay!" Feng Qingxue patted Xibao's shoulder.

Xibao said, lowered his head to eat his food, and waved the spoon so fast.

When he licked the bottom of the bowl clean, Feng Qingxue put everything else in order except for grain and dried vegetables.

Grain and dried vegetables were placed in the corner of the west wall, and when the soldiers brought them in, they were directly piled in the corner according to her instructions.

This house was not divided into living room and bedroom, but the area was not small. The kang was on the east side, and some grain, potatoes and other things were piled on the west side. It was a bit messy, but there was nothing to do.

The four bags of grain were finished grains, and they were flour, so they were placed on two benches side by side.

Feng Qingxue opened the bag and looked at the flour inside. Suddenly, her eyes went dark and her head felt dizzy.

She stood there for a long time. After the dizziness passed, Feng Qingxue still felt uncomfortable. She couldn't help but lean on the wall to take a breath and said to herself: "What's wrong?"

She pressed her pulse, and before her fingertips could feel anything, she saw the calendar on her watch.

"Is this pregnant?" While looking at the calendar, her fingertips were like beads on a plate, and it was a slippery pulse.

Lu Jiang heard this sentence as soon as he came in. He immediately put down the things he brought, walked up to her like a big stride, and supported her, unable to hide his concern and joy, "What did you just say? Pregnancy? Is Xi Bao going to be a brother?"

As he asked, he carefully calculated in his mind that his wife seemed to have not had a period for a month and a half.

Seeing him appear, Feng Qingxue chuckled and said: "Could it be that you and I have a telepathic connection? Or you and the baby have a telepathic connection? I just felt the pulse of his existence, and you came home."

This is admitting that she is pregnant.

Lu Jiang hugged her and laughed, as happy as a child, "I'm a father again!"

"You've been a father for a long time, what do you mean by being a father again? Where do you put Xi Bao when you say this?" Feng Qingxue glared at him, "You should say that you have a child again."

"Yes, yes, you are right, we have a child again, how about a sister?" Lu Jiang said incoherently.

Seeing his parents hugging each other, Xi Bao was unhappy.

He stood up angrily, holding the bowl with both hands, facing the couple, and shouted: "No more!"