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"What if I give birth to two daughters?" Xie Jingzi couldn’t help but drift along with his train of thoughts when she imagined the future.
"That’s alright too, our Zhou family has plenty of males. We’re just lacking a little princess, neither grandpa nor my parents would mind."
"What about you?" Xie Jingzi didn’t care about what others thought, but she was very concerned about Zhou Zhenghui’s opinion.
She didn’t even realize why she was thinking about these things when they weren’t even married yet.
She could only blame the strange social circle she was in. In southern families, there was never a lack of desire for descendants—if indeed she gave birth to all girls, hmmph hmmph hmmph.
"Me? Of course, whatever you give birth to, I’ll dote on. Silly girl, my family doesn’t favor one gender over the other, whether you have a boy or a girl, they are my favorites." Zhou Zhenghui got so excited just thinking about it that he felt restless.
"Hmph, sounds nice now..."
It’s a different story if you actually have only daughters. Xie Jingzi internally sighed, she had seen this kind of thing since she was very young.
Just because uncle is the legitimate eldest grandson of the Zhou family, if she really gave birth to all girls, that would be the end of her standing.
But her Xie family is known for having many males, so she wasn’t worried.
It was just that, thinking about how uncle just mentioned he was twenty-eight years old...seems really quite old, was she being gnawed on by an old bull?
"Wife, don’t you trust me?" Zhou Zhenghui "tsk"ed and countered.
"No...it’s too early to talk about having children now. Don’t think that you can fool me just like that, I don’t like you this way!" Xie Jingzi quickly turned back to the matter at hand, huffing.
Zhou Zhenghui looked innocently at her as her round eyes glared at him, puzzled, he asked, "What did I do?"
"Uncle, are you still playing? I’m really getting angry now~~" Xie Jingzi narrowed her eyes, sternly threatening.
"Wife, you can’t be so cruel, why is it so hard for me to get married?"
Zhou Zhenghui lifted her onto his lap, so she wouldn’t have to twist her waist too much.
"Are you addicted to this?" Xie Jingzi squinted her eyes, her gaze slightly reminiscent of Xie Jingchen when plotting and assessing.
"No matter. Wife, you’ve agreed to the engagement, my parents know about it, I believe grandpa and the others do as well—"
"Uncle, stop performing!" Xie Jingzi’s small hand "pop"ed as it hit his sturdy shoulder, she exclaimed with a cute huff.
"Wife, wife, wife..." Zhou Zhenghui held her face in his hands, his calling growing more and more intoxicating...
Eventually, Xie Jingzi succumbed to Zhou Zhenghui’s wishes and got engaged in Beijing, choosing the date to be on Xiaojiu and Xiao Ba’s lantern lighting day, the sixth day of the new year.
This time, although Xie Jingzi complied with uncle’s strong insistence to get engaged, she insisted on not having a big celebration. Only the Zhou family would dine together, then recognize the elders and peers, and that would be sufficient.
However, Xie Jingzi really underestimated how many people were in the Zhou Family!
Turns out, on the sixth day of the new year, Xie Jingzi thought at most there would be seven or eight tables at peak. In reality, when she was brought to the main mansion by the makeup artist, all dolled up, and arriving with Zhou Zhenghui, that’s when she saw the Zhou family—there were really a lot of them!
Wow, Xie Jingzi looked at the courtyard filled with people, walking along the way, and roughly estimating, there were nearly thirty or forty tables just by count!
Once they entered the main mansion’s living room, they realized even here the tables were filled, albeit fewer, probably around twelve or thirteen.
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