A single biography of the ninth generation? I gave birth to three babies, my wife is crazy and rich

Song Chi dialed the number, and a woman's voice quickly answered the call.

"Master, my God, you finally contacted me. I'm almost dying of anxiety..."

Tang Xin's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

Song Chi smiled lightly: "Tang Xin, I'm sorry for making you worry."

"Master, are you okay? I wanted to visit you and sent you a lot of messages, but you didn't reply. I don't know where to go to visit you..."

Tang Xin's voice was full of worry.

Song Chi felt her sincere concern and felt a warm feeling in his heart.

"Tang Xin, don't worry, I'm fine now. I have something to ask you this time."

"Master, tell me."

Song Chi said: "That's it..."

Song Chi stated his intention, which was to invite Tang Xin to work in the studio. Her position was as a designer, responsible for new product design and supervising employees in making handmade jewelry.

Song Chi's salary was not low. Tang Xin was overjoyed, but felt that he was just a stall owner, and was afraid that his standards were unstable.

Song Chi comforted her and believed in her.

Finally, Tang Xin said: "Master, okay, I promise you, I will come to work tomorrow!"

Song Chi was very happy: "Well, I'll wait for you to come!"

Tang Xin added: "Master, during the time when you were not setting up a stall, the stall owners on our street missed you very much, and your fans, who have been squatting on the street for you, especially a handsome boy who pestered you. He has been following me for several days and has been asking about you. Do you think I should tell him the address of the studio..."

Song Chi was surprised when he heard this.

She's not a big star, she's just a small internet celebrity selling accessories, and there are fans who want to stay with her?

She was a little happy in her heart. Everyone liked her and naturally recognized her. However, she did not approve of fans squatting for so long just to find her.

Song Chi said: "Tang Xin, I am not in good health right now and I am not suitable to set up a stall. Please help me tell those fans and ask them not to squat on me anymore.

Also, don’t tell others the address of my studio. I’m afraid that too many people will affect our work! "

"Okay, Master!"

The master and apprentice chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Song Chi turned his eyes to the kitchen and saw the busy Mu Yin, with a happy smile on his lips.

She pressed the automatic button of the wheelchair and walked towards the kitchen.

At that time, the phone suddenly rang.

Song Chi saw that it was an unfamiliar number, hesitated for a moment, and then answered the call.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Miss Song, right? I am a maternal and child health doctor. Your next prenatal check-up is tomorrow. Remember to come for the prenatal check-up tomorrow!"

When Song Chi heard this, he patted his forehead.

So many things happened recently that she almost forgot about the prenatal check-up.

"Thank you, I will come on time."

She just hung up the phone when Mu Yin looked towards her.

"Chichi, whose phone number is it?"

Song Chi said a little ashamed.

"It's from the hospital. They contacted me for a prenatal check-up tomorrow. I almost forgot."

While Mu Yin was busy, he took the time to rub her hair.

"Chichi, I remember it. Let's go together tomorrow."

Song Chi was surprised: "I forgot about it, do you still remember?"

While Mu Yin was busy in the kitchen, he said: "Of course, I will always keep everything about you in mind!"

The uncle remembered her things so clearly that Song Chi suddenly felt sweet in her heart. She couldn't help but smile sweetly, and her heart was warmed by him.

A burst of fragrance hit my nostrils.

"Uncle, what are you cooking for?"

"The spicy fish you like to eat, but I put less chili pepper this time. I'm afraid you'll get angry if you eat too much!"

When Song Chi heard the word spicy fish, his mouth watered.

She raised her neck and looked at the pot, looking eager to see what was going on.

"Uncle, how long does it take to get it ready..."

Song Chi suddenly felt hungry and growled.

Seeing this, Mu Yin chuckled.

He came to Song Chi and pinched her cheek tenderly and lovingly.

"Chichi, you little greedy kid, look at how greedy you are, your mouth is watering."

Song Chi was startled and subconsciously touched his mouth.

Her pretty face immediately turned red, and she said in a coquettish tone: "Uncle, if there is any saliva, please stop teasing me~"

"Haha, okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'll take you to wash your hands and you can eat it right away!"

"it is good!"

Song Chi was very excited when he thought that spicy fish would be available soon.

Mu Yin pushed her wheelchair to the bathroom and helped her wash her hands.

As they touched each other, the two looked at each other with affectionate eyes.

Then, Mu Yin pushed her to the dining table.

Seeing that she was sitting down, Mu Yin turned around again and went to help her fill the rice.

"Chichi, you take two bites of rice first. I've picked out the meat here, and you can eat it later!"

As Mu Yin said this, he picked up the fish meat and started picking out the fish bones!

"Uncle, I can pick my own fault!"

"No, I'll choose carefully. You're so greedy. If you eat in a hurry, you'll get stuck in the fish and get stung. It'll be very painful!"

Mu Yin was reluctant to let her suffer even the slightest pain.

Song Chi felt extremely warm. She blushed and ate her rice with her head down.

Looking at the spicy fish in the pot, Song Chi was greedy and took a deep breath, thinking about the smell of Wenwen's fish meat.

However, a scent of fragrance hit his nostrils, and Song Chi suddenly felt nauseated.

"Well……"

Song Chi covered his mouth, pressed the automatic button on the wheelchair, and turned around to leave.

"Chichi!"

Mu Yin worriedly chased after him.

Song Chi came to the bathroom and retched while hugging the toilet.

"Chichi, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Let's go to the hospital right away!"

Seeing her retching and being unable to spit out anything after vomiting for a long time, Mu Yin gently stroked her back, feeling anxious, heartbroken and sad. At this moment, he wished that everything that happened to her would happen to him. , he hopes she will always be healthy and happy!

Song Chi vomited for a moment, and the nausea finally felt better.

She took a breath and said after a while: "Uncle, I'm fine..."

Mu Yin looked worried: "You said you were fine, but your voice is hoarse and your face doesn't look good. Come on, let's go to the hospital for a checkup!"

Mu Yin said, pushing Song Chi's wheelchair out.

When passing by the restaurant, Song Chi smelled the smell of fish and couldn't help but vomit.

She covered her mouth with one hand and pointed to the trash can with the other. She slurred: "Uncle...I want to vomit again..."

Mu Yin quickly brought a trash can beside her.

Song Chi held the trash can and retched for a while before stopping.

Seeing how uncomfortable she was vomiting, Mu Yin was sweating profusely. He felt as if ants were crawling all over his body. He wished he could grow a pair of wings and immediately took Song Chi to the hospital.

Song Chi took a breath and accidentally caught a glimpse of the spicy fish on the table. As soon as she smelled the fish smell, she felt nauseated again.

She suppressed her nausea and suddenly had an idea.

"Uncle... I must be suffering from morning sickness..."

"What, morning sickness?"

"Yes, uncle, I'm more than a month pregnant and it's time for morning sickness. If that's the case, wouldn't it mean that I can't eat my favorite spicy fish?"

When Song Chi thought about not being able to eat her favorite spicy fish, her world seemed to have collapsed...