Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

The Spring Festival of 2001 arrived as scheduled, and Hua Tingjue finally turned 22, an age suitable for obtaining a marriage certificate.

The due date is approaching. Han Wanzhen came back from vacation. She sat on the sofa with her big belly and teased Jiang Wangshu and Hua Tingjue, "Wow, I didn't expect you guys to be so brave. Tsk tsk, you dare to act first and ask for permission later in front of your mother."

Her gossipy eyes wandered between the two of them, "Sure enough, being young is good."

Hua Tingjue retorted: "Sister-in-law, aren't you and brother almost the same?"

Han Wanzhen was stunned for a moment. The saying "pregnancy makes people stupid for three years" really applies to her. She thought for a long time before she retorted, "Then...then we are definitely different."

"Why is it different?"

"It's just different. We've been childhood sweethearts, and it's a foregone conclusion that Rui and I will get married!"

"Tsk." Hua Tingjue said disdainfully, raising the end of his eyebrow, and said proudly, "We both went from school uniforms to wedding dresses, so getting married is inevitable."

It seemed to make sense. Han Wanzhen couldn't argue with him, so she asked for help. She shook Hua Tingrui's arm and complained tenderly: "Husband, look at him!"

Who doesn't have a helper?

Hua Tingjue grabbed Jiang Wangshu's arm and said, "Help me!"

Jiang Wangshu: “…”

Seeing that the two were about to start quarreling like elementary school kids, Jiang Wangshu and Hua Tingrui were overwhelmed and raised their hands to their foreheads. How childish!

Hua Tingrui tried to calm Han Wanzhen down. He was cold and taciturn, but he said in a gentle voice, "Wife, there is nothing to argue about. Every couple in the world has different experiences and relationships."

"Yes, yes." Hua Tingjue became excited and agreed.

Jiang Wangshu tugged at his sleeve and said, "Say less. The pregnant woman's mood is the most important."

"Oh." Hua Tingjue shut up awkwardly.

……

In addition, the rest of the Hua family was also shocked by Jiang Wangshu's pregnancy. Of course, the one who reacted the most was Hua Ran, who looked forward to her younger sister every day.

She lifted her skirt and trotted to Jiang Wangshu. Although she was a little afraid of this cold little aunt, she was replaced by hope in her heart.

Hua Ran's eyes sparkled as she looked at Hua Tingjue, then carefully checked Jiang Wangshu's belly, "Uncle, is there a little girl in my aunt's belly?"

Speaking of his daughter, Hua Tingjue was excitedly preparing to answer her, "Uh, of course..." Of course it was his sister, his daughter!

"Cough." But Jiang Wangshu lowered his head and coughed to remind him.

Hua Tingjue reacted very quickly and immediately changed his words: "Of course I don't know."

"Ah?" Hua Ran's eyes flashed with disappointment, but she became optimistic again the next second, with curved eyebrows, and expressed her expectations: "I hope it's a younger sister, so that I will have two younger sisters. I will definitely be a good older sister."

Hua Tingjue asked her: "What about Xiaowu? You are also his sister?"

Hua Ran shook her head with a bit of disgust, "I want to be my younger sister's sister, not my younger brother's sister." Because she was born one minute later, she would have to be a younger sister all her life. Hua Ran was very dissatisfied and often asked Hua Tingjin and his wife if they had remembered the order wrong.

"Hua Ran." Qin Yingying called her softly from the side.

Hua Ran immediately became timid, "Mom..."

Qin Yingying waved at her, "Come here, don't bother your aunt and your younger aunt." She held Hua Ran in her arms, gently tapped her nose and taught her softly, "Your brother will be sad if you say that. You can like your sister more. This is your right, and mom won't interfere. But you can't deliberately dislike your brother because of this, understand?"

"Oh..." Hua Ran nodded sullenly.

Then she climbed into Hua Tingjin's arms, "Dad, I think my aunt is pregnant with a little girl. It must be. Ranran won't be wrong."

Seeing his daughter's innocence, Hua Tingjin couldn't help but laugh. He touched Hua Ran's head and said, "Really? Then Daddy wishes you all the best in advance."

The interaction between the father and daughter deeply aroused the envy of Hua Tingjue who was standing by. While everyone was chatting, he quietly leaned over to Jiang Wangshu's ear and sighed, "I'm so envious. When will Yuyu come out..."

Jiang Wangshu didn't even bother to look at his worthless appearance, and just replied without even looking up: "There are still six months left, just bear with it."

"Alas..." Her cold answer was met with a long sigh from Hua Tingjue.

He withdrew his gaze from Hua Tingjin and Hua Ran, and slowly shifted it to Jiang Wangshu's abdomen, even reaching out to touch it out of itchy feeling.

This year's Spring Festival is a gathering for the Hua family. Of course, Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi are still in Han Wanzhen and Jiang Wangshu's bellies, but the important thing is to participate.

Mu Xiuzhi raised her glass with a smile. As the head of the family, she spoke first: "Happy New Year to everyone."

"Happy New Year, Mom!"

"Grandma, Happy New Year!"

The dim light was filled with warmth and softness. Everyone in the Hua family echoed in unison, and for a moment, blessings rang out one after another in the restaurant.

……

After dinner, it was time for the Hua family to have fun. Jiang Wangshu was about to slack off when Han Wanzhen called him, "Wangshu, come over and play cards. We are short one!"

In desperation, Jiang Wangshu could only play mahjong.

When she got closer, she saw that there were indeed three people missing one, Mu Xiuzhi, Han Wanzhen, and Qin Yingying, but wasn't she, the third wife, the one missing?

Hua Tingrui and Hua Tingjin were taking care of the baby in the living room. Only Hua Tingjue was bored, so he sat down next to Jiang Wangshu and acted as a technical instructor.

Jiang Wangshu had never played mahjong before, she had only watched it, but she had a photographic memory and her mind worked very quickly, so playing mahjong was like memorizing formulas for her.

But Hua Tingjue wants to take action.

"bump!"

Just like that, a hand stretched out from behind Jiang Wangshu. Seeing this, Jiang Wangshu widened his eyes and slowly turned his head.

Hua Tingjue asked her in bewilderment, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Wangshu was so angry that she laughed, "What do you think?" She could have made a fool of herself soon, but now it seemed that she was about to fail.

"Hey, I won, I won." Suddenly, Han Wanzhen was very happy. She pushed the mahjong tiles and they fell down. She raised her eyebrows proudly and said, "Give me some money, everyone."

When Mu Xiuzhi saw Jiang Wangshu's cards, her expression froze for a moment, and then she quickly looked away, with a hint of disdain in her phoenix eyes.

But anyway, this was the man that Jiang Wangshu chose herself, not someone she forced upon him. Thinking of this, she raised her lips and smiled. She finally got rid of the cheap son she had raised for so many years, and in return, she got a helper.

No loss, guaranteed profit.

……

After playing mahjong for a while, the Hua family gathered together and happily watched the grand and beautiful fireworks show.

Somewhere on the balcony, Jiang Wangshu was enjoying the breeze and gazing into the distance, his thoughts gradually drifting away.

"Happy New Year!" Hua Tingjue approached quietly.

He hugged her from behind, holding her in his arms, bending down slightly, resting his chin on her shoulder, his warm lips intimately touching her earlobe, and whispered softly: "In a few days... that is, on the eighth day of the first lunar month, when the Civil Affairs Bureau opens for business, shall we go and get the marriage certificate?"

Jiang Wangshu was silent for a long time before she nodded, "Yeah."

The moment she agreed, fireworks bloomed in the sky, one after another, like beautiful and gorgeous flowers.

Hua Tingjue smiled softly upon hearing this. His voice was as gentle as clouds, but sounded particularly steady. "From now on, I will take good care of my responsibilities. Whether it is a husband or a father, I will learn everything I know and won't do. I will definitely not make you too tired. But if there is anything I do not do well, you will have to bear with me."

Jiang Wangshu had his back to him, his eyes sparkling, and he nodded and said, "Well, Happy New Year."

From the age of 16 to 22, this is the sixth Spring Festival they have spent together. They have gone from strangers to acquaintances, from strangers to husband and wife, from young teenagers to parents.