She slept on the train all night with her backpack in her arms. When she got off the train, she only moved a few times and followed the flow of people to the exit. Ding Wei already felt energetic.

——Ah, this young body is indeed resistant.

Looking at the time, it was already half past ten. Brother Haitao's college entrance banquet started at noon. She felt her already hungry stomach and simply took a taxi directly to the hotel.

The main reason is that the package of information is so mature that I can’t even carry it around. It’s directly connected to the bus or something...

How could Ding Wei remember this?

It’s been years since I took a bus in Jiangzhou.

Suddenly I started to miss navigation.

It would be even more perfect if there was another dubbing by Teng Tengzi.

…

The heat in August is no less intense in Jiangzhou than in the imperial capital.

The sun is blazing, and fire is flowing in the sky.

The leaves of the street trees were motionless, and they were all swaying in dejection.

The taxi charge all the way here was only eight yuan, partly because taxi prices have not risen yet, and partly because Jiangzhou is indeed a small city.

The air conditioning in the hotel was on full blast, but my aunt was still sweating from the heat as she stood outside the revolving door.

But the high mood did not subside because of this, but became more and more intense.

My uncle Zhou Lei, who has always been calm and composed, looked like a Maitreya Buddha today. He smiled when he met everyone and his cheerful mood could be seen from eight miles away.

——That’s not the case.

As parents, their children are afraid of getting sick when they are young, and they worry about poor grades when their children are older.

Their Haitao family was scratching the edge of his second degree, but now he has entered a key university!

Ouch.

There is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave.

…

As for which company sent the notice?

Teito University of Science and Technology.

Listen, listen! It sounds unusual.

My uncle wiped his sweat with a tissue. Now that there was no one around, he approached his aunt and said:

"Have you prepared your red envelope? When Weiwei comes, don't listen to what she says. Just stuff the red envelope over her first."

Otherwise, the children will definitely not want their money.

I told my uncle Zhou Lei that this money must be given to them - how many families in their community have spent tens of thousands of yuan on tutoring, but it still has no effect.

The door to my home was almost broken down during this period.

…

"Ready, ready."

The aunt looked proud.

"Is it okay to look after my niece? Well, you said that the siblings are about the same age. If Haitao had been following her when she was young, he would probably have entered the University of Ming Dynasty by now."

Uncle glanced at her.

"Put it down. The reason why my child had such results before was because we signed up for so many training classes. Look at Ding Wei, do you think Haiyang's family spent any money on her when she was a child? The little girl had to do housework when she came back from school.

You still praise her..."

However, Bai Xiujuan is not willing to teach seriously, and she often hits hard every day. The children also want to go out and play... so in fact, Bai Xiujuan is not as good at housework.

"That is, only when you are older and stronger can you control the waves."

…

The aunt gets angry when she mentions this.

"On a good day, don't tell me this." He wanted to hit someone.

My uncle was helpless: "Is this something I can do without saying anything? Look, isn't this person here?"

Looking from afar, the people getting out of the taxi were Ding Haiyang and Bai Xiujuan, weren't they?

The aunt and uncle looked at each other and stood there, motionless.

I saw Ding Haiyang walking steadily in front, and Bai Xiujuan behind, holding her waist with one hand and touching her belly with the other, taking steady steps forward.

——"Why does this look like a duck?"

My uncle was mumbling there.

The aunt rolled her eyes and raised her voice:

"No! Some people are not so lucky. They are only a few months pregnant, and their belly is not even visible. They behave as if they are about to give birth... they just have short eyelids."

…

Ding Haiyang, who was approaching, couldn't help but look back at Bai Xiujuan.

Bai Xiujuan's expression was also stunned, and she could no longer squeeze out her smile.

Silence spread among the four of them.

After a long while, Ding Haiyang finally said:

"Sister, don't speak so loudly, we have to keep a low profile."

After all, it is a second child.

Uncle Zhou Lei usually doesn't talk much, and has always been a calm and gentle leader. Now when he speaks to Ding Haiyang, he is no longer as polite as before, and his attitude is as if he is giving advice to his little secretary:

"Ocean, I can't blame your eldest sister for this. She is born with a straight heart and a loud voice. People with a good heart are like this."

As leaders, they are the most sensitive to details.

He dislikes the style of Ding Haiyang's family.

…

My uncle's disdain is quite straightforward.

"I'm going to talk about you now."

"While I'm talking about being low-key, look at your wife's posture. She's a child, so she knows she's pregnant."

He raised his chin as he spoke:

"Okay, I won't tell you so much on a good day. When people come, it's OK... Go in, it'll be cool inside."

The words are such words and the attitude is quite gentle, but why do they feel so uncomfortable when they are heard?

Ding Haiyang felt uncomfortable all over.

He always felt that since he made this decision, Zhou Lei, the most promising among their relatives, seemed to look down on him.

For a face-loving person like him, being looked down upon by someone with no money or status is far less harmful than being looked down upon by someone who is stronger than him.

This realization made him quite uncomfortable.

…

When people who are incompetent feel uncomfortable, they never look for reasons within themselves.

He couldn't help turning his head and glared at Bai Xiujuan:

"Brother-in-law is giving you some advice."

"Stop that posture of yours."

Bai Xiujuan took back her hands on her waist with grievance. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed and didn't know how to release her hands and feet.

She finally murmured:

"My stomach is not heavy, my waist is a little sore...it's not intentional."

The aunt scoffed.

Isn't this intentional? Why do you think that you are a big girl who has never given birth to a child?

She was full of complaints just now and was snatched away by her uncle Zhou Lei. The anger in her heart had not dissipated yet. Now she looked at Bai Xiujuan happily:

"Ouch, your belly is heavy now. How many months have you had it? It must be at least six or seven months."

"Ocean, do you have the right time?"

…

What does this mean?

What does this mean?!!!
To be continued...