1062: C1062 The Sorority

C1062 The Sorority

After sending Hee Yiming and her husband away, Xue Xue'er saw that Ouyang Qing'an's expression still did not recover. Xue Xue'er smiled and sent the two children to bed first.

After they slept well, she returned to the bedroom and sat beside Ouyang Qing'an.

"What are you doing with a face like that?"

"I don't like it."

Ouyang Qing'an snorted and turned his head away from her.

"Seeing that the cabbage in my house is about to be taken away by someone, you won't feel any heartache."

"Aiya, you are raising your daughter, so you have to prepare for her to grow up and get married."

Xue Xue'er patted his chest and softly comforted him.

"You have to know that children will grow up. No matter how much you love her, you still have to send her off to get married. You can't let her stay by your side and protect you for the rest of your life."

Speaking up to this point, Xue Xue'er's expression was indifferent.

Children had to leave their parents.

In this world, no one can accompany you to continue walking, whether it is parents or lovers and children.

Especially children, they have to let go.

Just like others said, your parents are standing on the road, looking at your children on the road.

His back would tell you that there was no need to chase after him.

Everyone has their own life.

"I know. It's just that it's hard to settle someone so early on."

Ouyang Qing'an rubbed his face and let out a long sigh.

"Besides, I don't know if Zhou Jinyan is good or bad. What if he looks good now and grows crooked when he grows up? What should I do?"

"Nonsense. You still don't know who Hee Yiming and Zhou Xiaofei are. If they can be crooked, the couple would have been crooked a long time ago."

Xue Xue'er looked at him reproachfully.

"Okay, don't think too much. Hurry up and rest."

She took off her coat and was ready to take a shower, but Ouyang Qing'an laughed lightly and suddenly hugged her waist from behind.

"Xue Er, let's get another one."

"Huh?"

"I want to have another daughter. When Nianxue marries Zhou Jinyan, I won't feel bad either. "

Hearing this, Xue Xue'er reached out and pushed him away.

"You are not serious."

However, her body softened and she rolled with Ouyang Qing'an.

The room was full of spring light.

In the blink of an eye, it was the weekend.1

This weekend was very lively. The Early Education Agency was holding a sorority, parents and children were attending, and there were also many parent-child activities, small competitions, and so on.

Early in the morning, Xue Xue'er was woken up by the two little ones and could only helplessly get up.

"Dad, Mommy, hurry up."

Nianxue shouted from outside, "We want to participate in the competition. We cannot be late."

"Coming."

Xue Xue'er took a deep breath and turned to look at Ouyang Qing'an, who was lying beside her.

"Qing'an, you have to go too."

"Of course."

Ouyang Qing'an smiled and scratched her nose.

On Friday, he had almost finished all his work for the sake of accompanying the children to the parent-child activity today.

Xue Xue'er had also signed up for some competition events for him so that he could experience them.

After breakfast, the family went to the preschool institution together.

In the beginning, it was the children who showed off their talents. The parents sat behind the classroom and watched.

Xue Xue'er sat next to Ouyang Qing'an and looked at the stage happily.

Nianxue was dancing. It was the classical dance that Teacher Wang had taught her before.

When she raised her hands and feet, it was like a mature classical dance that moved people's hearts.

"So beautiful. Our daughter is indeed outstanding."

Xue Xue'er watched as she took out her phone to record the video for Nianxue. The corners of her mouth did not lower at all.

"I also think she looks good."

Ouyang Qing'an also could not help but praise.

"I have to record it all and post it on my WeChat Moments. When the time comes, I'll make those who don't have daughters crave to death."

Xue Xue'er spoke as she recorded it.

She liked to show off her children now. It was either Nianxue or Jiaze. The standard was that of a child's slave.

Ouyang Qing'an didn't mind and scratched her nose.

"We still need to record Jiaze. Don't be biased towards him."

"Of course I know. Isn't he playing the piano? Hurry up and record it."

Xue Xue'er poked him and then focused on Nianxue dancing.

The husband and wife were very busy and they recorded their own videos.

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