I was approached by a cat-eared girl.

"Hey, good girl, you've got something delicious to eat."

Anya held one of the two dolls by each hand. "Come on, say goodbye to your mom and dad. I'll take you to buy some delicious food."

Goodbye, Mom and Dad.

Goodbye, goodbye.

As they drove into the underground parking garage, Chen Shuo turned to ask, "Don't you think Anya seems a little unhappy?"

"It must be another failed blind date." Bai Xiaoqi had already seen through everything.

Even before she got married, Anya frequently went on blind dates, and even after she got married, Anya continued to go on blind dates.

She went on blind dates after having her own children, and now that both children are five years old, she is still going on blind dates.

They're either on a blind date or on their way to one.

While Tang Sanzang and his disciples had traveled 108,000 li and obtained the scriptures, she was still on her way to a blind date.

"Failed again? Doesn't she like any of them?" Chen Shuo seemed a little shocked. In his memory, that woman seemed to be going on blind dates every day. Saying every day is a bit of an exaggeration, but she went quite often.

"Yes, I had one last time, but after a few days we felt it wasn't right and we broke up."

"What's wrong with it?"

"She said that the guy was too impatient. He wanted to hold her hand after only a few days of dating, so he must be a jerk and broke up with him."

"That's it?"

"Well, she said something else, she said a lot, but if you ask me, she just didn't have the right mindset."

A woman in her thirties, after years of blind dates, finally met someone she liked, but even after holding hands with him, she complained that he was too hasty.

Bai Xiaoqi felt that the other person's logic was wrong. She was extremely envious of her own family, which included children.

You finally meet someone you like, and then you complain that they're too impatient.

Aren't men usually impatient?

She's the most qualified to speak on this. Usually, when she goes to bed at night, she turns around to close the door, and the next time she turns back, Chen Shuo has already taken off his pants.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiaoqi couldn't help but spit.

Bah, all men are big pigs.

"I want to eat pig's trotters," she said.

"what?"

Chen Shuo was taken aback. "Pig's trotters?"

"Ah."

"Why did you suddenly decide to eat this... Okay, let's go buy it at the entrance of the community after we park the car."

I used to buy roast chicken from that cooked food shop at the entrance of my neighborhood, but they also sell pig's trotters, which I've bought from there a few times; they taste pretty good.

Anya, carrying a large bag of snacks and leading two children, emerged from the supermarket at the entrance of the residential complex. She subtly turned off her constantly vibrating phone and asked the siblings, "So, it's settled then?"

"Okay, it's a pinky promise, a hundred years from now, no take-backs." With something delicious to offer, Chen Qi'an would agree to anything, and even took the initiative to extend his hand to make a pinky promise with Anya at the supermarket entrance.

Chen Qinghan hesitated for a moment, "I need to ask my mother about this."

"No need to ask, your mother will definitely agree." Anya waved her hand, looking very smug; she was in charge of this matter.

"What would my wife agree to?" Chen Shuo was carrying a bucket of water with his wife when they came out to buy pig's trotters. They saw the group of one adult and two children and had just gotten closer when they heard this seemingly random question.

"Dad, Aunt Anya said she wants to be our godmother."

"Godmother?"

Chen Shuo repeated the word to himself, then looked Anya up and down, unable to figure out what this woman was up to this time.

Is the older sister tired of being the older sister and wants to change jobs?

Or have I finally realized my age?

However, he didn't object, but it was a pity that he lost his eldest niece.

But Bai Xiaoqi, who was standing next to him, frowned when she heard this, and a dialogue came to mind.

When I finally decide I'm not planning on getting married, I'll become the godmother of your two kids. Then I'll have sons and daughters too, and I won't be any worse off than those married women...

Anya said this when her two children had just been born.

Three or five years passed in the blink of an eye, and Anya was still trying to go on blind dates, so she thought that the words were just empty talk.

But now...

Bai Xiaoqi was silent for a moment before asking, "You're not planning to get married?"

"Hmm, no thanks." Anya replied nonchalantly, then pinched Chen Qi'an's cheek. "Come on, call me godmother."

"Godmother."

"Good boy, your godmother loves you. Here, have some candy." With that, she took a lollipop out of the bag, tore open the wrapper, and stuffed it into the little boy's mouth.

"I now have sons and daughters, and..."

Speaking of this, Anya remembered there was one more person she hadn't called yet, so she turned to the little girl next to her and said, "Quick, call her godmother."

Chen Qinghan turned around and looked around. Seeing that her parents didn't object, she called out in a childish voice, "Godmother."

"Hey, that's more like it."

Anya was satisfied and stuffed a lollipop into her mouth, then said, "What's the point of getting married? Isn't it just to have babies? I already have a son and a daughter, why would I get married? Besides, I don't have to suffer the pain of childbirth, isn't that great?"

"And what about your parents...?"

“It’s okay. They don’t agree now, but they’ll agree eventually. Besides, my dad said it’s fine if I don’t get married; he’ll support me for life.”

Women who are 35 years old are considered advanced maternal age. If they didn't want to have children when they were young, it's too late when they want to at this age.

This statement is like the Sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all women, and their parents are the ones wielding this sword. They won't cut the sword down, but they will take it out from time to time to wipe it clean and give their daughters advice.

Anya planned to drag it out until the sword actually fell, slowly dragging it out until she was thirty-five, then maybe they wouldn't urge her anymore... right?

Chapter 348 Morning Exercises

Life is too short to always make the right choices; sometimes we should make choices we like.

Perhaps getting married and having children is the right choice.

If you didn't meet the right person when you were young, now you can only go on blind dates arranged by your elders.

Then find someone who's passable, someone you can look at, someone you don't dislike, and who happens to not dislike you either. In the end, the two of you get married, have children, and live out your lives in a muddle.

Is this correct?

Anya didn't know, and even if she asked others, she would most likely be told that this is how marriages are nowadays.

Yes, that's how weddings are these days.

Marry someone you neither particularly like nor particularly dislike, and live out your life in a muddle.

But she didn't like it, and besides, she knew some people weren't like that.

so.....

Just leave it at that.

Having resolved her inner conflict, Anya seemed to have broken free of her shackles. She put her hands behind her back, and her steps became lighter, as if she had returned to her teenage years. After taking two steps, she twirled in place, her skirt fluttering. "I'll come to your house for fish soup tonight?"

"Okay."

"Call her godmother."

"Godmother."

"Yes," Anya responded, looking at the siblings, her eyes crinkling into a smile again. It's good this way.

Life after marriage might be happier than it is now, or it might not. She's not greedy, so she doesn't want to gamble. It's safest to keep the money in hand. At least she likes things the way they are now.

Regardless of what others think, you are the one who lives your life. Even if you might regret it later, that's your own business, and you can't blame anyone else.

Time never stops. It feels like just a blink of an eye, and the two little kids have said goodbye to the silly age of kindergarten and become still a bit silly elementary school students.

Bai Xiaoqi felt a slight sadness about the fact that she had enrolled her child in a nearby elementary school, which was close by and in a good school district, and that she wouldn't have to drive her child anymore.

I finally dared to drive at 60 miles per hour or more, but now my two kids don't need to be picked up by car anymore; they walk to school now.

This made her feel like she had a lot of skills but no way to use them.

"It's not good to sit in the car all the time. Walking is good exercise." Chen Shuo wasn't sure what was wrong with sitting in the car all the time, but it was definitely not as good as walking. Walking is good exercise.

"Could you open your mouth a little wider? Forget it, don't bother eating it. Take it and eat it on the way. Let's hurry up, or we'll be late."

With time so tight, Chen Qi'an was still slowly and methodically munching on a steamed bun, like Daiyu embroidering. Chen Shuo kept urging him on. This unlucky kid, he's late on the first day of school and he's not ashamed at all, but his father feels ashamed.

"oh...."

Chen Qi'an responded, picked up the steamed bun, put on his little schoolbag, put on his little yellow hat, waved goodbye to his mother, and then followed his father and sister out the door.

He, the person in question, was somewhat reluctant to start primary school. School starts so early; he used to get up at eight in kindergarten, but now he has to get up at six. He also heard that school ends very late and there will be more homework.

If he hadn't heard that he could wear a red scarf, join the glorious Young Pioneers, and most importantly, be in the same class as Qiuqiu, he wouldn't have wanted to go to school.

The warm autumn morning sun shone on the street. Chen Shuo led his two young children towards the rising sun. When they arrived at the elementary school gate, they were just a few minutes away from starting school, just like when they were in kindergarten. He arrived at the exact time.

Chen Shuo bent down to help the two little kids put their hats on properly. Over the years, it seems like the style of these hats hasn't changed at all. He remembered that when he was in elementary school, the little yellow hats the school gave out looked like this... oops, they looked like this too.

The only difference is the school logo shown above.

"You must behave well at school, listen to your teachers, and not be naughty, understand?"

When Chen Qi'an started elementary school, Chen Shuo's instructions were still the same three things he used to say in kindergarten, except that he no longer told Chen Qi'an to tell the teacher when he needed to use the toilet and not to wet his pants.

He's six and a half years old now, and the last time he wet the bed was the last time, to be precise, last year.

"Uh-huh!"

"Alright, let's go in now."

Chen Shuo patted the two siblings on the head each, let them go into the school, and watched the two little ones run into the campus side by side before leaving, humming a song.

Before he knew it, both of his children were in elementary school. He was very happy as a father. Elementary school was great; in two more years, he wouldn't need adults to pick them up and drop them off.