[No matter how time passes, I only want you.]
Time flew by, and eight years flew by slowly. Little Rice Cake and Little Red Bean were now at primary school age.
On the first of September, it was the mid-autumn festival. Lu Jinnian and Qiao Anhao brought Little Rice Cake, Xu Jiamu and Song Xiangsi brought Little Red Bean, and Chen Yang and Qiao Anxia went to the Qiao family mansion to celebrate the festival.
Even though Han Ruchu, Lu Jinnian, and Qiao Anhao had many grudges against each other, and Mother Qiao had once fallen out with Han Ruchu, but after all, Han Ruchu was the culprit. Xu Jiamu was raised by Mother Qiao and Father Qiao, so their relationship wasn't affected in the slightest.
The group of adults only guarded the two children, so everyone naturally doted on them. Xu Jiamu only found out about his daughter when Little Red Bean was two and a half years old. He had always been affectionate, but when he met the childless Chen Yang and Qiao Anxia, he seemed to be at a disadvantage.
The whole family celebrated the mid-autumn festival happily, Little Rice Cake and Little Red Bean playing happily. At ten in the evening, the two of them were exhausted. One laid in Chen Yang's arms, the other in Qiao Anxia's embrace, and they fell into a deep sleep.
Mother Qiao specially ordered someone to prepare a room for them.
Lu Jinnian and Xu Jiamu wanted to carry their children upstairs to sleep, but in the end, Chen Yang and Qiao Anxia beat them to it, each carrying a child upstairs.
Qiao Anxia placed Little Rice Cake down, and went to the bathroom to get a wet towel. When she came out, she saw Chen Yang squatting at the head of the bed, staring at Little Red Bean and Little Rice Cake. His gaze was gentle and loving, and there was a hint of envy on his face.
Qiao Anxia stood at the bathroom door for a long time. Only when Qiao Anhao pushed the door open did Chen Yang snap back to his senses. Qiao Anxia smiled brightly, bringing the wet towel to the side of the bed to wipe their faces.
When the three of them came down, Mother Qiao was pulling Song Xiangsi over to gossip about the entertainment industry.
In the past, Mother Qiao had never been interested in celebrities, but ever since her son-in-law, Chen Yang, entered the entertainment industry, she was like a young lady nowadays, chasing after celebrities.
In the end, Song Xiangsi and Mother Qiao talked about a director. Mother Qiao gossiped, "Did the director really have seven children?"
Song Xiangsi nodded.
Just at that moment, Qiao Anxia came downstairs and heard Mother Qiao say, "To be able to give birth to so many children, even if it's a fine, it's still a blessing."
Song Xiangsi had always had a high EQ. Knowing that Qiao Anxia was infertile, she immediately changed the topic.
Qiao Anxia knew what she meant, so she pretended not to hear anything and called out, "Mom."
The atmosphere was still harmonious and beautiful. It was not until midnight that the three couples left the Qiao family home.
On the way home, Chen Yang received a call. It was probably from a classmate he was close with in university, saying that he had given birth to twins and wanted to invite him to their hundred-day wedding.
Chen Yang gave his blessings and promised that he would definitely go. Then, he hung up.
Qiao Anxia, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, was already drowsy, but after hearing the call, she didn't feel the slightest bit sleepy.
PS: A lot of readers said they wanted to read Qiao Anxia's extras, so I wrote it for them. It's very short, about three to four thousand words. If you're interested, you can wait patiently. Happy National Day!
Two things to note:
(1) After Qiao Anxia's extras, it's Little Red Bean's. It's estimated that I'll finish writing everything before October 8th. I can't promise to update every day. Recently, my sister is getting married, so I'm very busy.
(2) October 10th, Hebei Satellite TV, Good Chinese Poetry, the show I filmed on TV back then.
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