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Jiang Jiu has become a little sleepy recently and often dreams about the past.

She dreamed about being in the village with Jiang Siyan again.

Little Dumpling opened the door and poked her little head out, "Mom, are you awake?"

Jiang Jiu smiled and stretched out her hand to the little egg dumpling, "Here, baby."

Today's little egg dumpling is four years old, and his eyebrows and eyes look almost exactly the same as those of the young Jiang Siyan.

Little Egg Dumpling threw herself into Jiang Jiu's arms and hugged her coquettishly, "Mom."

"Little Egg Dumpling still likes to act like a spoiled child."

Jiang Jiu kissed her son lovingly and stood up.

Jiang Jiu is now pregnant with her second child and has a big belly. Jiang Siyan is worried that Jiang Jiu will have a hard time, so recently, she has asked others to help bring the dumplings.

Originally, a servant was hired, but He Jingyi couldn't sit still and insisted on coming over to help.

So now the small egg dumplings are more popular with He Jingyi.

Little Egg Dumpling touched Jiang Jiu's belly and said, "This is my little sister."

It is said that children have a kind of magical power, and they are usually quite accurate, so Jiang Jiu was naturally happy to hear Little Egg Dumpling say this.

She has always wanted to have a daughter, so that she would have both children.

"Little Egg Dumpling, why are you being held by your mother again? Come down quickly."

Jiang Siyan came in with the fruit, put it on the bedside table, and took the little egg dumplings away.

Jiang Jiu is now eight months pregnant, and it is indeed a bit difficult to hold the little egg dumplings. But luckily, the baby in her belly rarely bothers her this time, and it is not harmful to her mouth, and everything she eats is delicious.

Xie Xinghui and Makawa Rin came to see her before and said that looking at her belly, she must be pregnant with a daughter. Ying Bi's belly looked like this when they gave birth to their daughter.

Jiang Jiu subconsciously touched her belly, "Tell me, will this baby be a daughter?"

Jiang Siyan said, "I like both sons and daughters."

"I hope it's a daughter. You haven't seen how cute Anixi's daughter is."

The last time she came, Xie Xinghui came with her daughter. The baby was very cute, maybe he had a mixed blood system, his pupils were lighter in color, his skin was very white, and he looked like a beautiful doll.

I heard that Makikawa Rin's mother is of mixed race from Shikoku, and this has been passed down from generation to generation. Needless to say, the baby's appearance is natural.

Of course, Makikawa Rin treasures her daughter very much. She carries her daughter wherever she goes, and Xie Xinghui even complains that she insists on carrying her daughter to company meetings, just like a peacock spreading its wings, insisting that everyone come and see her.

Jiang Jiu smiled, but also felt a little envious.

It would be best if this baby is a little girl.

Bai Yiran and Zheng Yunhao also brought Qixi and Babao to play. Now Qixi, Babao and the little egg dumplings, the three of them are completely childhood sweethearts. They have such a good time that they must meet two or three times a week. Even if we don't meet in person, we still have to make video calls, and we can chatter all afternoon.

In two years' time, Jiang Jiu and Xie Xinghui's daughter will be able to form a small team.

Finally, when the due date came, Jiang Siyan arranged for a high-end ward in advance this time and brought a delivery bag with her. Compared to the hectic pace the first time, Jiang Siyan was much more experienced this time.

She was worried that Jiang Jiu's amniotic fluid would suddenly break like last time, so the two of them only moved around the ward.

Finally, the baby was born.

He weighed six pounds and seven taels, cried loudly, and had a face as red as a small apple.

Jiang Jiu immediately decided that the baby's baby name would be Little Apple, keeping everything simple and crude. (End of chapter)