"Oh, Mom, you have to believe in your son's strength.
How can it be a girl?
It must be a son."
Fang Zheng glanced in the direction of the bedroom and said confidently.
"That's true.
I gave birth to you, and your grandma gave birth to your father.
It was all done in one go.
Our old Fang family has this fate."
Xu Guilan listened to Fang Zheng say this, and pouted her lips proudly, and raised the eyebrows at the corners of her mouth.
A smile.
"That was the girl all the neighbors around our house gave birth to at that time.
Mom, you gave birth to a boy like me.
After so many years, the old people still give a thumbs up when they mention it."
Fang Zheng saw that there was no movement in the bedroom.
He breathed a sigh of relief and began to praise his mother as the words continued, but he felt faintly worried in his heart.
Before the original owner was pregnant, the original owner told Fang Zheng that as long as she had a healthy child, Fang Zheng agreed to it without even bothering her in order to get the original owner pregnant as soon as possible and make the family life more harmonious.
Now in front of him Mom, however, felt guilty.
After all, no one can guarantee that the child in the belly will definitely be a son.
Although there is a certain chance, there is an equally high chance that it will be a girl.
However, Fang Zheng knows that his mother is obsessed with her son.
In fact, it is not just her mother. , so why not he.
At the beginning, Fang Zheng was just trying to persuade the original owner to have children, so he was perfunctory with the original owner, but he was thinking about the same thing as his mother, Xu Guilan.
If it was a son, that would be fine.
If it was a daughter, what should I say to get my wife to agree to an abortion?
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng no longer even wanted to play games.
He just pushed the keyboard and sat in a chair to start dazing.
"Son, do you remember what I said?
When you can see if it's a boy or a girl, take An Qing for an ultrasound as soon as possible."
Seeing Fang Zheng looking worried, Xu Guilan was worried that he didn't hear her clearly before.
Then he repeated it again.
"Oh, Mom, I know, I just want to work."
Fang Zheng was lost in thought, being fucked by his mother, he sighed and complained.
"Okay, it's okay as long as you know.
Mom depends on you for everything else.
It's just the same.
You have to let me hold this grandson."
Xu Guilan carried the vegetable basin to the kitchen, and muttered one more sentence at the end.
An Qing stood at the door of the bedroom, listening clearly to the words of Xu Guilan and her son, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
It will take at least four months until the gender of the child can be determined.
If it is a girl at that time, let the daughter-in-law do it.
Xu Guilan, who is also a woman, is embarrassed to say this, but she always says that she loves more.
The original owner, Fang Zheng, did not refute, which shows that he also supported it in his heart.
No wonder the original owner and his child were gone, but he could still marry a wife, have children, and live his life with peace of mind.
"Don't worry, kid, I will protect you well and never let anyone hurt you."
An Qing touched her belly, which was not yet swollen and was still flat, and said like an oath.
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"Oh, go to sleep, it's so noisy."
The original owner was pregnant before and was afraid of trouble others.
He endured morning sickness and other discomforts by himself.
Now that An Qing wanted to take revenge on them, he naturally wouldn't spoil them.
As soon as he opened the door, he He complained with a dissatisfied look on his face.
"Why, did you not sleep well?"
Fang Zheng was worried that An Qing would hear what he said before, so he looked at her with twinkling eyes and asked tentatively.
"It's not what happened.
I felt light-headed to begin with, but you guys kept talking.
It was buzzing and woke me up in a short while."
An Qing glared at Fang Zheng and snorted coldly.
"Oh, I'm just chatting with mom.
Let's not talk anymore.
How about you go get some sleep?"
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