Walk around the United States with the earth in your arms

"Who said there are no more heroes in our family?" Jesse frowned, "We have a heroic mother in our family."

Martha sat behind them and smiled sheepishly.

Song Fang also smiled and asked her about it for several months.

"Six months, three children in total," Martha said shyly, "two boys and one girl."

"Congratulations." Song Fang said sincerely. "You're lucky to be pregnant with three kids at once."

Martha waved her hand. "Made test tubes."

"Are many people doing in vitro fertilization now?" Song Fang asked strangely.

The pregnant woman before went even further and carried five cubs in one breath.

Oh, by the way, the pregnant woman didn't leave after receiving the food, she just stood not far away.

Martha also saw her, took out a bag of fast food that was bought for her, and asked Song Fang to give it to the pregnant woman.

The pregnant woman accepted the food, glanced at Martha, Jesse and others with a somewhat gloomy look, and walked away silently.

When Song Fang came back, Martha said to Song Fang: "No one knows when the next finger snap will come. Having one more child gives you more hope when choosing between the two. Even if some of us unfortunately turn into ashes, at least The rest of us won’t be too lonely.”

Song Fang blinked.

Oh, I bet it’s Thanos’ fault that people are so enthusiastic about having children nowadays?

"Is Thanos scheduled to snap his fingers for the third time?!" Song Fang was shocked, "That's not the case, he's already been beaten twice!"

"Yes, I've been beaten twice, so who can guarantee that there won't be a third time?" Martha smiled helplessly, "When people snapped their fingers for the first time, people thought it was the worst result, but God didn't say enough. , these sacrifices are not enough.

"Rich people can go for cloning. I heard that there are also people who put their consciousness into a box. Even if the body is selected and dies, all it takes is a new body." Martha stroked her belly with infinite love, "We can only Try to have a baby."

Song Fang stuttered a little: "Well, you, you can bear three pregnancies at one time?"

"Everyone is born like this, and I don't care. But actually, I didn't want so much at the beginning." Martha said, "Ben always insisted, saying that as long as he was born, there would be a way to raise him, so..."

"And the embryo transfer is a buy two and get one free, which is cheap!"

Jesse has a disease that makes his dad grow bunny ears.

Ben didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What nonsense are you talking about! Three embryos have survived. They are all cute little lives. Which one can I give up?"

Martha lowered her eyes and whispered something.

Jesse and Ben were too busy to notice.

Song Fang stood beside her, so he heard what she said, "But I brought them into the world to welcome death."

Simply speaking from a probability perspective, one of her children will definitely die.

Some children are born just to dilute the possibility of each individual being selected.

"There is an old saying in my country, 'More children, more blessings'." Song Fang said with a smile, "You and your children will be happy in the future. Even if Thanos snaps his fingers 17 or 18 times, your family will be reunited." round."

"Yes, we are the lucky Leslie family." Ben laughed. "Thanos snapped his fingers twice, and our whole family is here. Today you just happened to have a prenatal check-up, and our store is not open today, so we asked you to My shop escaped disaster...I'm sorry."

After seeing the bad expressions on both Jesse and Martha's faces, Ben closed his mouth.

The conversation between the family of three did not delay Ben and Jesse's work, so people continued to come to collect food and then leave. They all heard what Ben just said.

This is a group of homeless bums.

Who has a perfect family and a perfect career and is homeless?

Except for those who engage in performance art.

So what Ben said naturally attracted side glances.

"We haven't met yet during Infinity War." Martha seemed to be telling someone. "Jesse is still young, and you only have to take care of her. It's just your optimism that keeps life from being hard."

Ben chuckled, not daring to say anything more this time.

Song Fang looked at the time: "I really have to go. Ben, Martha, nice to meet you. We'll see you later."

"You wait."

Jesse said, hurriedly getting into the shop behind him. The reason why I used a drill is because the rolling shutter door of the store has not been pushed all the way to the top. In contrast, although almost all of the nearby shops have rolling shutters installed on their windows and doors, they have all suffered a certain amount of damage and are not as well-preserved as Jesse's shop.

After a while, Jesse came out holding a large bundle of flowers. "This is for you, for your grandma. I'm sorry that I can't visit in person. I wish her a speedy recovery."

Song Fang thanked him, waved goodbye to Jesse and his family, and entered the subway entrance.

New York's public transportation system is not as developed as China's, but that doesn't mean there is no public transportation system. Moreover, the hospital where grandma was sent was near the subway station. Otherwise, even if Song Fang was in a bad mood, she would have to take Jerry's car to the hospital.

I was lucky, there was a subway coming just as I entered the station. In less than twenty minutes, Song Convenient appeared at the door of the hospital.

Debbie should have been picked up by Jerry.

Song Fang walked quickly to the emergency department. People injured in the riot were sent there. He still has a certain limit on his credit card, hopefully enough to cover his grandma's medical bills.

Song Fang saw Debbie standing in the corridor of the emergency department from a distance.

"Hi, Fang."

Debbie saw him too, waved to him, and forced a smile.

Song Fang trotted over. "Why are you still here? Jerry didn't come to pick you up?"

"He wanted to come, so I asked him to go back." Debbie looked a little depressed. "I have something to do and I have to go to Stark Tower."

"What were you doing there? The rioting stopped there?"

"It has stopped. In other words, I am going because it has stopped." Debbie sighed, "Um...Tony, are you okay?"

Song Fang looked at the bustling doctors and patients around him and replied in a low voice. "He settled in the place your brother found."

Debbie said oh. "That's good... I didn't expect to see him. Fang, you know, I admired him very much when I was a child. I bought a lot of his dolls and peripherals. Jerry does everything else, but he especially likes to play with him. I grab these peripherals.

"But then, my parents...everything changed. I thought he died a long time ago, but he is standing in front of me now. What do you think I should do?"

"Do you hate him?"

Song Fang asked.

Debbie thought about it carefully and shook her head.

“I don’t hate him, I just feel…sad.

"He promised us that he would protect us, didn't he?

"Then why did you take away mom and dad?"

Debbie raised her head and showed a bitter smile: "But thinking like this is actually quite overestimating, isn't it? He doesn't know me at all. That's not his fault."

Song Fang hummed. "It's not his fault, and it's not your fault."

Debbie smiled again, feeling less bitter.

Two people walked out of the men's room not far away. "Debbie, let's go?"

"Okay, Uncle George."