I Don’t Want To Reincarnate - Chapter 815

When Xiao Hongwei determined this fact, the living room of Cangwu community fell into silence again.

However, different from just now, it turned out that Lao Xiao was upset alone, and now Lao Chen’s eyebrows are tightly frowned together.

The tea on the table had cooled down, but no one cared. The two old fathers, who were nearly a hundred years old, were staring at a sun spot on the wooden floor.

With the passage of time, the sun sank in the west, and the round spot was also moving slowly. It was not until it merged into the shadow of the corner that Lao Chen breathed out a faint breath.

“If you are pregnant, you have no choice.”

Chen Zhaojun thought secretly.

His son’s education is relatively broad and peaceful. When Chen Hansheng was young, Lao Chen focused on cultivating his independent ability and practical ability, supporting and guiding Chen Hansheng to complete some strange and bold ideas.

Lao Chen seldom used his father’s dignity to force Chen Hansheng to study or read. That was the task of Empress Dowager Liang.

However, in this matter, Chen Zhaojun felt that he could not give his son a choice.

“On New Year’s Eve, I found that small fish vomited occasionally.”

Xiao Hongwei spoke and told the whole story of the “pregnancy” speculation: “at that time, I felt a little strange. Even if I broke up with Chen Hansheng, I was very sad, but over the past month, it should be relieved a little.”

Lao Xiao said as he fiddled with the lighter, but he never lit a cigarette. He couldn’t help but touch the cigarette box twice.

“From that day on, I paid attention to the observation and found that this symptom was the most obvious when the little fish got up in the morning. I realized something at that time and my mind had panicked.”

Lao Xiao continued, “on the evening of the fifth day of the lunar new year, uncle Xiaoyu sent a pot of stewed pig feet. They are fragrant and soft, but they are also very greasy. Xiaoyu has nausea and vomiting.”

Chen Zhaojun nodded. The symptom was already obvious, and Lao Xiao sighed: “so I concluded that Xiaoyuer was pregnant, but she had not experienced such a thing. In addition, she broke up with Chen Hansheng, thinking it was just a physical reaction of excessive sadness.”

“I lost sleep that night. I sat on the sofa alone and saw the morning news from the evening news.”

Xiao Hongwei glanced at Lao Chen: “I’m not afraid of your jokes. I cried secretly once.”

“I’m so sorry, Xiao.”

Chen Zhaojun sincerely apologized. Xiao Hongwei is a famous “daughter slave”. It’s normal for him to have this reaction.

“You don’t have to apologize to me.”

Xiao Hongwei told the truth: “when I was most angry that night, I thought about finding Chen Hansheng and preparing to let your family lose a son. The big deal is to change one.”

Chen Zhaojun did not reply. Although this sentence is angry, when a father is angry, he can really do any fierce behavior for his children.

“However, when I calmed down, I knew that this would not solve the problem and would only destroy two families.”

Xiao Hongwei said in a deep tone: “so, I’ll consider persuading Xiaoyu to kill it again

“No!”

This time, it was Chen Zhaojun, the “child’s grandfather”, who objected.

Seeing Lao Chen’s response, Lao Xiao was very happy. It would do great harm to his body to kill the child. In fact, this was the next choice.

However, on the surface, Lao Xiao was still “dissatisfied” and said, “you didn’t think about the little fish at all. You just want to hold little Han Sheng or little fish early.”

It’s true. Although there are a lot of things now, Lao Chen can’t help being kind at the thought of becoming a grandpa.

“But to tell you the truth, I also want to be a grandfather.”

Finally, Lao Xiao said slowly.

The living room is quiet again. The sunset in winter is gorgeous and vicissitudes of life. Occasionally, there are sporadic gunfire downstairs, which becomes more and more desolate.

After a while, Chen Zhaojun asked, “does Lao Lu know?”

“I haven’t told her yet.”

Xiao Hongwei said: “during the Spring Festival these two days, she has a lot to worry about. Little fish has been sitting in her study reading materials. They have less contact time, but when they are free, she will notice.”

“Yes.”

Chen Zhaojun pondered for a while and said directly, “in that case, let Han Sheng marry Xiaoyu. As planned last year, the time can even be a little earlier. There is a holiday on May Day.”

Hearing Chen Zhaojun’s promise, Xiao Hongwei gradually felt relieved, because on the whole, this is indeed the best way.