Since the babies were around nine months old, Zhang Yuxi had hardly fed them herself. Seeing the tears on An Lan's face, she patiently fed her instead. After An Lan happily finished her meal, she went off to play joyfully with the babies.
San Bao asked, "Godmother, does it still hurt?"
An Lan was confused. "What hurt?"
Er Bao cut in, "The injection! Dad said you cried when you got it."
An Lan grunted in realization. "Oh, right. It hurt a lot!"
Si Bao looked at An Lan's belly. "Godmother, is there a baby in there?"
An Lan nodded. "Yes. Do you hope for a little brother or a little sister?"
"A little brother!" "A little sister!"
The boys wanted a brother, and the girls wanted a sister.
An Lan fretted, "I don't even know what I'll have…" As she spoke, her mood began to plummet again.
"I hope my child is as well-behaved as all of you. If they're naughty, I'll definitely spank them."
