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Papa Han and Aunt Jiang came over to deliver food to Shao Wenfeng at noon the next day. They were not allowed to come, but the old couple wanted to see their grandson, and they also wanted to see Han Mo's physical condition.

Qin Rui came over to take a look when he heard that Han Mo was hospitalized next to him. At that time, Han Mo was still asleep.The two tall and handsome men stared at each other without saying a word, Qin Rui shrugged and said hello, then turned and left.

Han Mo hadn't woken up when the two old men came, so Aunt Jiang asked worriedly, "Is there nothing wrong with not waking up for such a long time?"

Didn't the doctor say that he would wake up at noon?

Shao Wenfeng shook his head, dipped a cotton swab in water and wiped it on Han Mo's dry lips, and said softly, "I asked just now, I guess I'll wake up in the afternoon, and the general anesthetic may take longer."

While he was talking, he saw Han Mo move his fingers, then wrinkled his eyebrows, and let out a murmur from his nose.

Shao Wenfeng quickly grabbed his hand and whispered in his ear: "Momo?"

"Hmm..." Han Mo seemed to be responding to Shao Wenfeng's voice, he hummed, his eyelids moved, and slowly opened a slit.

"Wake up, wake up." Father Han was a little excited at the side. It was the first time he saw such a weak Han Mo, and his heart ached beyond measure.

Han Mo opened his eyes, tilted his head to look at Father Han who was holding his hand, and smiled weakly at the old man, "Dad... I'm fine..."

The old man's eye circles were red, and he nodded repeatedly.

"I'll call the doctor, don't move around." Shao Wenfeng leaned over and kissed his forehead, then turned and left.

Opening the door and leaving the ward, the man covered his mouth and leaned against the wall, squatting down slowly.

Burying her face in her hands, choking...

The heart he had been hanging on was finally let go, and his Momo woke up and returned to him completely.

Sucking his nose, the man wiped his face and stood up, staring at the silent old man standing beside him for a moment, "Dad."

Father Han sighed, raised his hand and patted his arm, "You don't have to worry when Momo wakes up."

"Hmm." Shao Wenfeng wiped the corners of his eyes, and walked towards the doctor's office.

Looking at his back, Father Han nodded, turned and entered the ward.

The doctor came to examine Han Mo and left.

"Can't reproduce?" Papa Han looked at Shao Wenfeng in surprise. Obviously, Shao Wenfeng knew about it.

"I didn't plan to have a third child. I had a ligation operation when Mo Mo was just pregnant." Shao Wenfeng continued to moisten Han Mo's lips with a wet cotton swab, and his words were neither salty nor bland.

Aunt Jiang froze for a moment, but didn't respond.

Father Han couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. He knew what a ligation meant to a man, and Shao Wenfeng blocked all his escape routes.

Han Mo snorted, tilted his head to look at Papa Han, and asked, "Dad... Where's the baby?"

"Don't worry, the big baby is at home with the nanny. I also went to see the little baby. It's healthy, but needs to be observed for a while." Father Han raised his hand and touched his forehead. The old man sighed weakly when he saw his smile. In a low tone, "Where has my son suffered such a big crime, does it hurt?"

Han Mo nodded with a wry smile, the incision this time was more painful than last time, "It hurts, but... I can hold it back."

The old couple went to see the children again and then went home. After all, there was still a treasure at home that could not be left alone.

Shao Wenfeng sat by the bed, his eyes were bloodshot, and his chin had stubble. Seeing Han Mo squinting at himself, the man leaned over with a light smile, and pricked his cheek with his beard, kissing him The tip of his nose, "Scared me to death."

Han Mo chuckled, slowly raised his hand to touch the man's ear, and held his hand again, "I'm fine."

"I know, I know." He pulled his hand to his mouth and kissed again and again, "I even want to spend money to buy this hospital, and I will give you a full body checkup every day to prove that you are fine, Momo , my Momo."

"Well... I'm really fine, the doctor said, as long as I take care of it for about a year, I will fully recover, don't worry. We still have two precious sons, right?" Han Mo shook Shao Wenfeng's hand Shaking, looking into the man's eyes and laughing.

Shao Wenfeng nodded again and again, raised his body and hugged his shoulders, "The younger son looks more like you, with the same facial features, unlike the older son, more like me."

Han Mo's heart itched to see his youngest son, but he also knew that his body could not move now, so he sighed.

"It's not a loss to me that both sons are like you."

"Well, the eldest son has your surname, the younger son has my surname, the elder son looks like me, and the younger son looks like you. Be good, do you think they will be confused when they grow up, what's going on?" Shao Wenfeng Smiling and pinching his earlobe, eyes full of smiles.

"Hehe... hiss, don't make me laugh." Han Mo glared at him, pointing to the empty bed beside him, "You rest for a while, your eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, I also want to sleep for a while."

"I'll sleep after you sleep. I'll watch over you." Shao Wenfeng kissed his eyes, and gently lifted the quilt up to cover him.

"Well...remember to sleep." Han Mo nodded and slowly closed his eyes.

For Han Mo, who was admitted to the hospital for the third time, ten days was really nothing, especially after his younger son was by his side, he felt that the time passed quickly.

Song Xinji came to see him with his two sons in his arms when he was discharged from the hospital. Han Mo was very interested in the twins he was holding. These two little guys are exactly the same, how to tell them apart in the future.

"Look at the three of them together, tsk tsk, they're so cute." Han Mo pointed to the three sleeping babies lying together, then turned to look at Song Xinji, "Did you name it?"

Song Xinji shrugged and shook his head, "No, but one's surname is Song and the other's surname is Qin. Let the two old people choose their names at that time. I don't expect to be disgusted by my name."

He reached out and poked Han Mo's youngest son lightly. The little thing pursed his lips, turned his little head to face his eldest son, and continued to sleep.

Song Xinji's youngest son woke up, opened his mouth and howled loudly, waking up the two little guys beside him, and then... the trio began.

Han Mo rolled his eyes at Song Xinji, and quickly asked Shao Wenfeng to hold the youngest son beside him and nurse him.

The little guy is as easy to feed as his brother, and he doesn't cry when he is fed.

Unlike the two of Song Xinji's family, who were still whimpering while holding a milk bottle.

"Hurry up and find a babysitter, or these two little things will torture you to death." Han Mo grumbled at the two little guys, not sure how to torture Song Xinji in the future, looking at the howling, his face turned red .

Song Xinji was obviously aware of this too. He turned his head to look at Qin Rui who was sitting beside him, hugging and nursing his eldest son, and frowned, "Qin Rui, didn't you say you were looking for a nanny yesterday? Did you find it?"

Qin Rui shrugged, curled his lips, and hugged his son stiffly, "My mother-in-law said she would take care of her, and so does my mommy."

"..." Song Xinji raised his foot and kicked his calf, staring, "Are you crazy? How old are my mother and your mother? If these two little things don't sleep all night, won't they sleep too?"

Han Mo waved his hand to signal him to keep his voice down, and handed over the youngest son who was full and continued to sleep to Shao Wenfeng. The man stretched out his arms to hug him. Although it was the first time he hugged such a soft little guy, Shao Wenfeng's movements were smoother than Qin Rui's. Not a lot.

"Don't yell at him, it's better to take the child by yourself at first, you told me so." Han Mo moved his body lightly and let the man sit beside him.

Shao Wenfeng nodded, and leaned over to kiss the soft face of the youngest son in his arms, "Just find a nanny to help, my nanny is very good, I will give you a business card later, go to the housekeeping company to find it, it should be There are suitable ones."

Holding the soft little son in his arms, Shao Wenfeng felt very pleasing even looking at Song Xinji and Qin Rui.

Han Mo reached out and took Shao Wenfeng's wallet from the small bedside cabinet, opened it, flipped through it, and took out a business card and handed it to Qin Rui, "This is what Song Xinji said. The ten-year-old nanny can take good care of her."

Qin Rui nodded, stretched out his hand to take it, and put his son, who finally stopped crying, on the bed, but as soon as he took his hand away, the little guy started crying again.

Han Mo smacked his lips, sympathizing with him.

In the future, Song Xinji's house will definitely be very lively, two brats.

A month later, Zhang Mao also welcomed his own baby, but his delivery was not painful.

Zhang Mao is more obedient than Song Xinji. He went to the hospital one week before the due date to live. When the labor pains started, he was pushed directly to the operating room for an injection of anesthetic. When he woke up, the child was sleeping soundly beside his pillow. crime.

As for Zhang Mao's parents, they also accepted their relationship because Zhang Mao saw it with his own eyes the day he gave birth.

It's just that the two old people said that they wanted their children to have the surname of Zhang Mao. Song Xinye didn't think it mattered. It didn't matter whether his son had the surname of Zhang Mao or his surname.

So, this problem is easily solved.

Even so, Zhang Mao still felt a little sorry for Song Xinye, so he discussed it with him, and when there is a chance in the future, he will have another one.

Others' families are full of babies in pairs, why should there be a single baby in my own family?

Song Xinye was of course very happy with his decision, but in view of the danger Han Mo encountered, he said that he would definitely not have a second child so early, and he didn't want to risk taking risks.

Two years later, the eldest baby of Han Mo's family is three and a half years old. He is in a small class in kindergarten, and the little baby is two years old. To the hospital, but overall it's fine.She is also very quiet and well-behaved at ordinary times, which is what Han Mo is most satisfied with.The two sons didn't bother them, and they were very obedient.

Needless to say, the twins of Song Xin's successor family are two years old, but they are extremely destructive. When they were learning to walk, they threw all the decorations they could catch on the ground.

The little baby of Zhang Mao's family behaved the most normally, all he needed to do was coax him when he was crying.

Years pass by, they get old, the children grow up, and a new story begins again.

Many years later, Han Mo and Shao Wenfeng stood together, the two gray-haired old handsome men in suits hugged and kissed, the photographer pressed the shutter and took the only wedding photo for them.

The photos are proof of their love and their life.

They have been together and have two handsome sons.

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