After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 392 I gained an extra sister after rebirth

Aunt Song entered the delivery room at dusk and the baby was born at night.

After receiving the good news, Auntie Instant Noodles immediately drove over for a visit. Naturally, she couldn't be empty-handed, so she brought a pot of old fire soup that had been simmered for two or three hours and a fruit basket.

Feeling joyful.

The moment he saw the baby, he asked, "Have you decided on the baby's name?"

Sweet burden, essential.

in fact.

As early as two or three months ago, we had discussed the topic of names, but there was no conclusion.

Now, this problem is on the table again.

Since ancient times, naming new life has been a troublesome matter, and everyone has different ideas.

Some people think that a name is simple and easy to remember; some people pursue deep meanings; some people even look for some rare words and strive to be unique.

At times like this, brainstorming is a must.

Anting is a person who doesn't share his life on the Internet very much, but at this moment, he posted to Moments and space updates at the same time.

——The child is born, girl, please give me a name.

Not just asking for names, but also explaining the situation to friends.

Everyone, led by Qiao Liang, understood everything and felt relieved when they saw this development.

at the same time.

City B university, dormitory C404.

Zhou Haojing, who was sitting in front of the computer, was still wondering about the few words he heard at noon, which was Anting saying that she was going to have a baby and asked for a few days off.

When I came back to the dormitory, I saw that the boy was really not in the dormitory.

Huang Weijie asked: "Where did Anting go?"

Yang Luyao shook his head and said, "I don't know. I heard that I asked for leave. I asked for leave for several days."

And this time.

Zhou Haojing couldn't hold it any longer and shared what he saw and heard in the afternoon, making unreasonable guesses: "Do you think there is a possibility that Anting's child was born?"

Upon hearing this, the other two looked at each other and smiled, saying, "How is that possible?"

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

Zhou Haojing is a serious person and continued: "But... if a relative or friend gives birth to a child, normal people will not take a few days off to go back... Moreover, I have seen Anting's student files. It is impossible for a single-parent family with an only child. It’s his father who gave birth to the baby, right!?”

This makes sense.

Cousins ​​usually don't go out of their way to have a baby; they're not the closest family members.

At this point in the conversation, there is no conclusion.

And this time.

Huang Weijie scrolled through his circle of friends and seemed to think of something unbelievable. His pupils were shaking and his phone dropped to the ground. He was startled and said, "I'll go!"

"What's wrong?" Zhou Haojing asked.

Huang Weijie said in a trembling voice: "Did you get it right? Look at the circle of friends or space, Anting is asking for a name, girl, surnamed An..."

Ever since.

While the teenager was taking leave to go home, a terrible rumor spread on campus.

——Freshman Anting is suspected of giving birth to a daughter out of wedlock.

……

"Hey~"

At this moment, Anting and Song Ci had left the hospital and drove back to their home on Bauhinia Street in their hometown town.

Aunt Song and the baby will stay in the hospital tonight and will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and transferred to the confinement center. Dad An will take care of them throughout the whole process. He will not be at home for the past month. At most, he will come back to make soup and then go out again.

The front foot got off the car and Anting sneezed.

Song Ci worriedly asked: "Are you okay? Do you think you have a cold?"

"It's okay, I always feel like someone is saying bad things about me behind my back." Since his rebirth, Anting has never been sick, and he doesn't take a small sneeze seriously.

"puff…"

Song Ci's heart, although mixed with a few different thoughts, was still happy overall.

Eleven o'clock at night.

It was too late when I came back. There were cars parked beside the fish pond on Bauhinia Street, and there was no parking space. We could only park at the intersection of the street, in front of Uncle Wen’s food stall.

Although outsiders don't know it, locals all know one thing - Bauhinia Street is probably the wealthiest street in the town, and the production team receives the largest dividends every year.

With the passage of time and economic development, more and more families own private cars.

At night, cars are parked beside the fish pond and at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

The fireflies from elementary school and junior high school are gone.

Urbanization is not necessarily reflected in buildings; it can be seen in other things.

Before I knew it, four years had passed since I was reborn, and a lot of changes had taken place during this period.

"Hey, Xiaoting, Xiaoci, how are you?" In front of the food stall, Uncle Wen saw the two people coming back and asked while cooking.

He and An's father are close friends, so he would naturally care about something as important as this. Nait is tied up next to the food stall. It is probably something that An’s father told him to do. Please ask Lao Wen to take a look at the dog.

Anting replied: "Mother and daughter are safe."

"Congratulations, sit down and have something to eat. Uncle Wen will treat you to a supper. You are all exhausted. You probably haven't had dinner yet, right?"

As soon as these words came out.

Anting and Song Ci's stomachs growled at the same time. Thinking about it carefully, they both hadn't eaten since noon, so they were indeed starving.

The two looked at each other, blushing and feeling a little embarrassed.

Song Ci politely said: "Then I'll trouble Uncle Wen."

"No trouble."

I don’t know if it’s dinner or midnight snack.

Song Ci, who had always been gentle, felt a little anxious while eating.

After a storm, the two took Naite and went home together.

The beauty of April has faded, but the Bauhinia flowers on Bauhinia Street are still gorgeous, and their fragrance is overflowing, permeating the moonlit old street, except for the cars on one side that are a bit disharmonious.

Song Ci is expected to stay for three days and fly back to school on Sunday.

Therefore, I didn’t bring a lot of luggage, and I didn’t even use the suitcase. I just carried a schoolbag, packed some spring and summer clothes, and traveled light.

Although she was traveling light, the girl probably packed the books, so the weight was still there.

As she walked, Song Ci noticed that the weight of her schoolbag disappeared.

He stopped and looked back, only to see Anting standing behind him, holding the hanging ear of his schoolbag in one hand, so casually, so free and easy.

A warm late spring breeze blew by, and flowers rained down.

That's it.

In the rain of redbud flowers, I stared speechlessly.

"What's wrong?" Anting asked.

Song Ci thought for a moment, shook her head calmly, and replied: "It's nothing, I just remembered that in middle school, you seemed to do this often, following me and secretly carrying my schoolbag."

"It's not like you're too pushy. You always stuff a lot of books into your schoolbag and don't let me help you carry them."

"It's amazing. Every time I look back, you are still there and growing."

Looking back thousands of times

The boy I know

will eventually grow

and leave me

"When I was in the third grade of junior high school, I was only 1.73 meters tall, but I have indeed grown a lot taller now."

Unexpectedly.

The moment the words fell, Song Ci shook his head, put his hands behind his back, leaned sideways, and said with a rare hint of brilliance: "No, it starts from the fourth grade of elementary school."

In the fourth grade of elementary school, Song Ci had just moved back to the small town. Out of sympathy, the boy followed Song Ci home for a while, and it was only a three-minute affair.

Anting smiled bitterly: "I can't remember what happened so long ago..."

There are some vague pictures, but they are not complete.

"It doesn't matter, I just remember."

The wind stopped.

The tree stopped.

One of the redbud petals fell on Song Ci's head.

Under the streetlight, Anting took a step forward and gently brushed away the petals from the long, straight black girl's hair. "I will always be there in the past, future, and present, as a family member, classmate, and friend."

"Yes." After replying, the girl with long black hair suddenly thought of something, lowered her eyes and smiled slightly, and said: "An Ting, do you still remember what you said that night in the hot spring?"

"What?"

During the two days and one night of soaking in the hot springs, many things seemed to have been said. Anting was not sure which words the other party was referring to.

"You said that you are looking forward to the birth of this new life and hope to make her the happiest existence in the world; I am actually the same."

Even though Song Ci had a good background, in fact, he was not able to have a good childhood, and it was even devastated, which is all a pity.

If possible, she hoped that this sister would fulfill her regrets and not only have a perfect childhood, but also a wonderful life.

only.

The birth of this little life was destined to increase Song Ci's regrets.

At this moment, Song Ci was thinking that maybe he didn't like redbud flowers that much.

Let go, it’s really hard to learn.

Thinking of this, Song Ci clenched her fists subconsciously, feeling a little unwilling to do so. She still hoped that she could convey her feelings without hesitation.

The young man staring at the side suddenly spoke.

"An Ting, I..."

The words have not yet fallen.

The boy's cell phone rang. It was a call from his father. It turned out that he had thought of a good name and wanted to ask his children for their opinion.

After hanging up the phone, Song Ci was discouraged again.

"Let's go home."

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)