Chapter 660
"Twins?"
Yan FangQiong's tone was full of genuine surprise and subconsciously covered her hand on her bulging stomach.
No wonder she has been required to stay in bed for rest since the early stage of pregnancy. It turns out that in addition to the risk factor of elderly mothers, she is still pregnant with twins!
Seeing that she was nervous, Su Haitang knew that he had slipped his tongue and hurriedly poured a glass of water to surprise his mother.
The space has been opened again, and the Lingquan water can be supplied indefinitely.
"It's mom's little cotton padded jacket. Even the poured water is sweet."
Yan FangQiong drank a cup of diluted Lingquan water, which relieved her mood. It was natural to attribute the credit to her baby daughter.
"Mom, two younger brothers will be filial to you together in the future. Your life must be sweeter than soaking in a honeypot."
Su Haitang chatted with his mother and planted flowers. Tian Qingqing's children also came back from school.
"Aunt, you're back! I miss you so much!"
Mi Jiajia rushed over and hugged Su Haitang's thigh.
Unwilling to be outdone, several small people in shizhongtian gathered around one after another and took her as a big tree to climb, chirping like a group of happy ducklings.
"Aunt, I took part in the composition competition and won the second prize. This is my prize."
Qin Jiashu handed over a pink plastic notebook with a beautiful smile on his beautiful little face and two beautiful Danfeng eyes shining brightly, writing for praise.
"Great, great writer of the future."
Su Haitang didn't forget how introverted the child was at the beginning. Seeing that he took the initiative to approach himself, he dared not neglect it. He quickly praised him, took him over and kissed him on the face.
Qin Jiashu's pretty little face turned white and pulled the shy Lin qingluan behind him.
"Qingluan is also very powerful. Yuhong class won the first place in the dance competition."
Su Haitang didn't say a word, hugged and held high, the whole routine!
Lin qingluan screamed with fear and soon let go. He excitedly served Su Haitang's beautiful and gentle face from high. He could clearly see his face from her eyes and was not afraid of anything.
"Aunt, I want it too! I got a hundred points!"
Huang Yicheng asked impatiently, and Mi Jiajia followed him.
Su Haitang met the children's requirements one by one, seriously praised their progress, and distributed the gifts to them.
Tian Qingqing's is an exquisite diary, a stack of beautiful greeting cards, and a book "there are beautiful little angels at home".
"Qingqing, I'm sorry I didn't give you your birthday. These are your birthday gifts."
Su Haitang kissed Tian Qingqing's forehead and pointed to the stack of greeting cards.
"You are a big child. You have your own good classmates and friends. If you want to give others gifts, you can give them. They are all designed by your aunt. This is the only one. There is no semicolon."
She pointed to the book again.
"I wrote this book. This is the sample book sent by the publishing house. It was sent to you by urgent printing."
Tian Qingqing has red eyes and doesn't give up holding the gift.
"Aunt, you have given me beautiful clothes and delicious cakes. I have received many gifts."
The most important thing is that my aunt is so busy and has time to write books. She really wants to cry, but there are still brothers and sisters watching.
"Don't cry. We have grown up for another year. We are big girls. It's not beautiful to cry."
Su Haitang hugged her and motioned her to sit beside her and look at the gift.
Tian Qingqing opened the beautiful greeting card first and couldn't put it down with joy.
These are special paintings from my aunt. She won't give them to anyone!
Yan FangQiong's tone was full of genuine surprise and subconsciously covered her hand on her bulging stomach.
No wonder she has been required to stay in bed for rest since the early stage of pregnancy. It turns out that in addition to the risk factor of elderly mothers, she is still pregnant with twins!
Seeing that she was nervous, Su Haitang knew that he had slipped his tongue and hurriedly poured a glass of water to surprise his mother.
The space has been opened again, and the Lingquan water can be supplied indefinitely.
"It's mom's little cotton padded jacket. Even the poured water is sweet."
Yan FangQiong drank a cup of diluted Lingquan water, which relieved her mood. It was natural to attribute the credit to her baby daughter.
"Mom, two younger brothers will be filial to you together in the future. Your life must be sweeter than soaking in a honeypot."
Su Haitang chatted with his mother and planted flowers. Tian Qingqing's children also came back from school.
"Aunt, you're back! I miss you so much!"
Mi Jiajia rushed over and hugged Su Haitang's thigh.
Unwilling to be outdone, several small people in shizhongtian gathered around one after another and took her as a big tree to climb, chirping like a group of happy ducklings.
"Aunt, I took part in the composition competition and won the second prize. This is my prize."
Qin Jiashu handed over a pink plastic notebook with a beautiful smile on his beautiful little face and two beautiful Danfeng eyes shining brightly, writing for praise.
"Great, great writer of the future."
Su Haitang didn't forget how introverted the child was at the beginning. Seeing that he took the initiative to approach himself, he dared not neglect it. He quickly praised him, took him over and kissed him on the face.
Qin Jiashu's pretty little face turned white and pulled the shy Lin qingluan behind him.
"Qingluan is also very powerful. Yuhong class won the first place in the dance competition."
Su Haitang didn't say a word, hugged and held high, the whole routine!
Lin qingluan screamed with fear and soon let go. He excitedly served Su Haitang's beautiful and gentle face from high. He could clearly see his face from her eyes and was not afraid of anything.
"Aunt, I want it too! I got a hundred points!"
Huang Yicheng asked impatiently, and Mi Jiajia followed him.
Su Haitang met the children's requirements one by one, seriously praised their progress, and distributed the gifts to them.
Tian Qingqing's is an exquisite diary, a stack of beautiful greeting cards, and a book "there are beautiful little angels at home".
"Qingqing, I'm sorry I didn't give you your birthday. These are your birthday gifts."
Su Haitang kissed Tian Qingqing's forehead and pointed to the stack of greeting cards.
"You are a big child. You have your own good classmates and friends. If you want to give others gifts, you can give them. They are all designed by your aunt. This is the only one. There is no semicolon."
She pointed to the book again.
"I wrote this book. This is the sample book sent by the publishing house. It was sent to you by urgent printing."
Tian Qingqing has red eyes and doesn't give up holding the gift.
"Aunt, you have given me beautiful clothes and delicious cakes. I have received many gifts."
The most important thing is that my aunt is so busy and has time to write books. She really wants to cry, but there are still brothers and sisters watching.
"Don't cry. We have grown up for another year. We are big girls. It's not beautiful to cry."
Su Haitang hugged her and motioned her to sit beside her and look at the gift.
Tian Qingqing opened the beautiful greeting card first and couldn't put it down with joy.
These are special paintings from my aunt. She won't give them to anyone!