Chapter 1015 - 1015 1000 Scenic Grandpas Sweetheart Side Story (5)

Chapter 1015: 1000, Scenic Grandpa’s Sweetheart Side Story (5) Chapter 1015: 1000, Scenic Grandpa’s Sweetheart Side Story (5) “Little Qingqing, from now on you must take good care of yourself. Mom promises to nourish you until you’re plump and fair. Starting tomorrow, I’ll stew tonic soups for you every day.” Rhee said with a giggling smile.

“Mom, there’s no need for such heavy nourishment, tonics once every few days will be enough.” The last pregnancy had left her haunted by the surfeit of tonics well into her break.

Rhee said, “How can that be enough? You’re so thin, you need proper nourishment.”

“That’s right, you must nourish yourself well in the early stages of pregnancy, just tell us whatever you want to eat,” Madam Quan added.

“Sister-in-law, you’ve become a national treasure,” Quan Yifei teased.

Quan Mingxuan pinched nineteen’s little face and said with a smile, “Seventeen, nineteen, you now have a little sister.”

“Daddy, really?” Seventeen looked up at Quan Jingwu with eyes similarly bright as Jian Qing’s, shining brightly at him.

Quan Jingwu nodded, “Hmm, your little sister has come to our family.”

“When will we be able to see our little sister?” Nineteen ran over, his face alight with excitement.

“You’ll have to wait more than eight months, Seventeen and Nineteen. You have to be patient,” Jian Qing said with a smile as she stroked the little heads of the two treasures.

“Your little sister is in mommy’s belly. She will grow slowly, and when the time comes, she will come out to play with you.”

Over eight months, that’s so long!

The two little treasures frowned, and Nineteen curiously stared at Jian Qing’s stomach before innocently asking, “Mommy, your belly is so small, won’t little sister feel too cramped inside?”

“Hahaha!”

At these words, everyone burst out laughing.

Nineteen scratched his head, a blank expression on his face from being laughed at.

“Nineteen, don’t worry, your little sister is very comfortable in your mommy’s belly, she won’t be squeezed,” Weng Ya said, holding back laughter.

“I say, Jingwu, how can you be so sure it’s a little princess in there? What if it’s a little brother? I want to see how you explain that to Seventeen and them,” Quan Mingxuan said gleefully.

Before Quan Jingwu could react, Grandpa Quan had already jumped in. He stretched out his hand and knocked a bonk on his head.

“You rascal, what nonsense are you talking? This time, it’s definitely a little princess.”

“Grandpa, you said the same thing last time,” Quan Mingxuan said, holding his head and sounding pitiful.

Grandpa Quan choked, “I… ”

“Seventeen, if mommy gives birth to a brother, you won’t like it?” Quan Mingxuan asked mischievously, wrapping an arm around Seventeen.

“Uncle, you are so silly, daddy already said it’s a little sister,” Seventeen said, having unshakeable faith in his daddy’s words.

Quan Mingxuan spat blood, he was silly?

They were just too easy to fool.

“Daddy, what’s little sister’s name?” Nineteen lay on Quan Jingwu’s knee, looking up curiously at Quan Jingwu.

Everyone’s attention turned to Quan Jingwu in unison, curious about the answer as well.

Quan Jingwu lifted the corners of his mouth in a smile, “Shanshan!”

“The ‘Shanshan’ that means shiny?” Quan Yifei asked.

He hummed in affirmation.

“Why call her Shanshan?” Rhee was even more curious, wondering if there was a story behind it.

Jian Qing chuckled softly, satisfying everyone’s curiosity, “Because Shanshan is endearing!”

“Good, this pet name isn’t bad,” Madam Quan laughed heartily.

The little princess of their Quan Family was born to be loved by them.

“Tsk tsk, my teeth are about to sour from sweetness,” Quan Yifei amusingly covered his cheeks, teasingly said, “Sister-in-law, did Third Brother come up with this nickname too?”

“Mhm.” Jian Qing held Quan Jingwu’s hand, nodding her head, “He had thought of it beforehand, never expecting our little cotton-padded jacket to turn into two little princes.”

Everyone glanced at Seventeen and Nineteen and smiled knowingly.

“Mommy, is it okay if we stay home with you?” Seventeen’s eyes twinkled innocently as he looked at Jian Qing.

“Mommy, we’ll tell Shanshan stories, or she’ll get really bored,” Nineteen climbed onto Quan Jingwu’s lap, snuggling into his embrace.

Jian Qing saw through their little scheme at a glance, pinched their noses gently, “No, you asked to go to kindergarten yourselves, so you can’t just take a day off whenever you like.”

They hadn’t planned on sending them to kindergarten so soon, but it was the kids who had insisted, mainly because they saw other kids carrying little backpacks in the park and got curious about attending kindergarten.

Seventeen and Nineteen let out a disappointed “ah” and hung their heads.

“Daddy!” Nineteen rubbed against Quan Jingwu, his milky voice elongating with a clearly wheedling intent.

Quan Jingwu curled his fingertip and flicked his forehead, “Calling daddy won’t work, mommy makes the call, and you’re going to school like a good boy.”

Nineteen let out an “ah”, “Daddy doesn’t love me anymore!”

“Hahaha!”

Their playful expressions had everyone laughing heartily.

After Jian Qing got pregnant, the two little treasures liked to cling to her as soon as they got home from school.

Every evening, just by passing by Quan Jingwu’s bedroom, one could hear the two little ones telling stories.

Jian Qing lay in bed, with Seventeen and Nineteen sitting one each side, animatedly recounting amusing stories from kindergarten.

“Shanshan, brother has even brought you a gift today.” Nineteen suddenly hopped off the bed and ran back to his room with a thud-thud of his feet.

“Seventeen, would you like to touch your sister?” Jian Qing, seeing her son staring at her slightly protruding belly, smiled and beckoned his little hand.

“Can I?” Seventeen’s eyes brightened.

Daddy had said that their sister inside mommy’s belly was very fragile, and they couldn’t let mommy carry them anymore, nor could they randomly touch mommy’s belly, lest they hurt the sister.

Jian Qing smiled and pulled his little hand to her belly, “Of course you can.”

“Mommy, will Shanshan like me?” Seventeen tenderly touched Jian Qing’s belly, his eyes gleaming like black jewels with a hopeful light.

“Do you like Shanshan?” Jian Qing’s eyes and brows were filled with a smiling warmth as she gently asked in return.

Seventeen nodded emphatically, “I really, really like Shanshan.”

“That’s right, and Shanshan will really, really like Seventeen too,” Jian Qing patiently explained to him.

Just then, Nineteen came back with his little backpack.

“Nineteen, why are you bringing your backpack here?”

“For the gift.” Nineteen tossed the little backpack onto the bed, then climbed up after it.

Seventeen looked at the little backpack, his crimson lips breaking into a knowing smile, clearly aware of what Nineteen was up to.

Nineteen grabbed the backpack, unzipped it, and roughly dumped out its contents.

Jian Qing saw a small pile of snacks on the bed and her mouth twitched.

“Nineteen, where did you get these from?”

Could it be that the family had bought them?

“These were gifts from kindergarten teachers and classmates to me and brother. Brother didn’t want them, so I kept them all.” Nineteen’s eyes smiled brightly, his tone light and cheerful.

Jian Qing didn’t know whether to marvel at her son’s popularity or to note the cunning of the little fellow, “Nineteen, haven’t I told you not to just accept things from others?”