Pregnancy was harder than Jiang Mian imagined.

In the middle of the night, he would cry because his leg cramps were so painful that he couldn't sleep. At first, Ji Zhixiu didn't notice.

Until he woke up in the middle of the night and saw the little girl turning her back to him.

He turned Jiang Mian's shoulders and looked at her, and saw her eyes were red and she was crying.

Ji Zhixiu panicked at that time and couldn't express his feelings.

Jiang Mian calmed down for a while, waiting for the intensity to subside, and then she said to him in a whimpering voice, "I don't want to give birth anymore."

Ji Zhixiu said without any hesitation, "Then we won't give birth."

As long as you don't cry, it's easy to say anything.

Jiang Mian was so angry that he burst into tears, "You're so old, why don't you give birth? If he knows, he will definitely blame you."

Ji Zhixiu said seriously, "It's my fault."

He lifted the quilt and kneaded Jiang Mian's calf with his knuckled hands to relieve her discomfort.

Jiang Mian slowly stopped crying.

Under the light, the man's serious side profile was particularly charming.

The deer in her heart beat happily, and Jiang Mian murmured, “Husband..."

"Huh? Are you not satisfied with the strength?" He lowered his head and asked.

"I love you so much." She said suddenly.

Ji Zhixiu was startled, raised his head, and frowned slightly, “You do this to love me? This is what a husband should do, do you understand?"

Jiang Mian took out a piece of paper to wipe her tears, feeling moved and amused at the same time. What, people are just expressing their feelings.

She snorted softly, "Okay, okay, I'm hungry."

"What to eat?"

"I don't know..." Jiang Mian choked.

She just wanted to eat.

Ji Zhixiu covered him with the quilt, stood up and said, "I'll do it for you. You wait for me in the room."

Jiang Mian nodded, "Okay."

Then Ji Zhixiu went downstairs and found two followers following him.

One is Jiang Mian and the other is dried fish.

Jiang Mian sniffed and spoke before Ji Zhixiu said to her, "I'm scared alone!"

Ji Zhixiu was silent for two seconds and brought her a chair.

So Jiang Mian sat at the door of the kitchen and watched the man cook.

Ji Zhixiu served her a bowl of clear noodle soup, without adding green onions according to Jiang Mian's taste.

The moment it was served on the table, Jiang Mian took one look and said in a very aggrieved tone, “Why don't you put onions? Others put onions on the bottom, that way it looks better."

Ji Zhixiu gave up struggling, respected her change in taste, chopped some green onions and sprinkled them on.

Jiang Mian was satisfied and finished eating.

It was already half past two in the night after all this fussing.

Jiang Mian finally felt sleepy, and the two went to bed.

Jiang Mian got into his arms and suddenly remembered that Ji Zhixiu would have a morning meeting tomorrow morning.

The tip of her nose felt sour, and she couldn't help but want to cry.

Tears fell one by one, Jiang Mian said with a nasal voice, "I'm sorry... you have a meeting tomorrow morning."

Ji Zhixiu gently wiped away the tears on her face with his fingertips, "Why are you crying again? What kind of apology can you make?"

The more he behaved like this, the more Jiang Mian wanted to cry and couldn't control it at all.

Even she was a little annoyed, so she sobbed and said, "Do you think I'm annoying?"

Ji Zhixiu understood her emotional changes very well. Chang Qin specially gave him several books about pregnant women, and he took the time to read them carefully.

"No, don't think about it. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me and don't keep it in your heart. Next time you can't sleep, just tell me, okay? Pregnancy is not your business alone. I have the responsibility to help you take care of it." Ji Zhixiu's eyes were filled with tears. With a hint of distress, the voice was particularly gentle in the silent night.

"I can change the meeting to the afternoon, it won't have any impact on me. Mianmian, don't doubt yourself, don't think you are putting a burden on me. This is what I should do as your husband and the father of your child, and it is also what I am willing to do. "Yes." Ji Zhixiu rested his chin on her forehead and gently patted her back with his palm to comfort her.

The room was too dark and Jiang Mian couldn't see anything.

She could only feel the sound coming from the top of her head, which made her feel magically calm.

Emotions came and went quickly. Jiang Mian's eyelids moved and he suddenly felt sleepy.

Ji Zhixiu might have said something else, but she didn't listen carefully.

She buried herself in his chest, closed her eyes and murmured, “I want to give birth..."

She didn't want to be angry just because she was angry, but she was willing to give birth to a child for him.

It's hard work, but I don't regret it.

Ji Zhixiu thought for two seconds before he realized what she was talking about.

My heart suddenly became so soft that I couldn't speak.

How could she be so cute? How could he not love her like this?

...

Ji Heng was a good boy. He probably put Jiang Mian through too much during the pregnancy, but the birth was extremely smooth.

Ji's mother knew that Jiang Mian wanted to be busy with work, so she took the initiative to apply to take care of her grandson.

Ji Zhixiu neither agreed nor refused. When he came back, he asked Jiang Mian first, “If you are worried, let him stay with me. I have Aunt Song at home to help."

Jiang Mian hesitated for a moment and shook his head, "Let mom take care of it. Wait a few years. I will reduce filming and take care of it myself."

She set a goal for herself. Before she was thirty, she hoped to win a Grand Slam award in the circle. It didn't matter if she didn't win it.

She will return to her family.

Ji's mother wanted to help take care of her grandson, but Jiang Mian had no reason to refuse.

On the day Ji Heng was born, Ji's mother directly transferred all the company shares in her name to her grandson with a wave of her hand.

It's enough to see her love.

Hearing this, Ji Zhixiu nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After Jiang Mian gave birth to her child, she was very busy at work.

The period of time when she was out of focus after having a baby did not affect her popularity among the people at all.

Director Wang had been preparing the script of the Republic of China for so long, and finally he was looking forward to her and Song Xingjia.

And Ji's mother loved Ji Heng very much, taking him with her wherever she went, even playing mahjong.

The entire Ji family was extremely lively because of his arrival.

So much so that after Ji Heng could speak, the first words he said were "eight tubes".

Ji's mother almost thought she heard wrong, but she immediately pushed the mahjong away and held her grandson's face with an expression of disbelief, “Hengbao, what did you just say? Can you tell grandma again?"

Hengbao's mouth was tightly closed. Although he was still young, his face was carved from the same mold as Ji Zhixiu.

At a young age, he already showed some aloofness.

Ji's mother hurriedly coaxed him, "Good Hengbao, did you just say eight tubes?"

Although the sound just now was drowned in the sound of mahjong, Ji's mother still caught it. She was sure that it must be Hengbao's voice.

Chang's mother next to her almost fainted with laughter, "Shuhua, look at what Hengbao brought you, the first sentence actually said mahjong!"

"So you heard it too, right?" Hearing what she said, Ji's mother was even more sure that it wasn't her illusion.

However, no matter how Ji's mother coaxed him, Hengbao never spoke again, but Ji's mother had already determined that Hengbao could talk.

She waved her hands repeatedly and said with joy, "No more fighting, our Hengbao can talk!"

The corner of Chang's mother's mouth twitched, "Okay, if you don't fight, then I'll go home too! Pick up my granddaughter from school!"

That night, Ji's mother told Jiang Mian the news.

Jiang Mian was on the set and took some time to read the script.

When receiving the video, Ji's mother was beaming with joy while Hengbao was expressionless in front of the camera.

Jiang Mian had some doubts. Could his son really speak? It doesn't look like anything at all.

She said softly to the camera, “Hengbao, can you call me mommy?"

Hengbao stared at her without speaking.

Jiang Mian's brows slowly wrinkled and then relaxed.

Maybe mom heard it wrong.

It doesn't matter, Hengbao can't speak and is not in a hurry. He is only two years old. Jiang Mian comforted himself.

Ji's mother carried Hengbao to the bed and pointed the camera of her phone at him, "Hengbao, you talk to your mommy. Grandma will go downstairs and get a glass of water."

Hengbao nodded.

Seeing his grandma walk out of the room, Hengbao couldn't bear the loss of his mommy in front of the camera, and suddenly said, “Mommy."

Jiang Mian was stunned for a moment. When she came to her senses, tears appeared in her eyes and the corners of her lips raised, "Hengbao... Hengbao can really talk. Baby is awesome!"

She lowered her voice and said, "Hengbao can talk. Why don't you speak when grandma asks you to?"

Hengbao pursed his lips and said nothing.

Jiang Mian didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw this. He wished he could fly back and hug his son right now.

At the same time, he felt a little sour in his heart because he couldn't be with his son for a long time. If Ji's mother hadn't taught him, Hengbao wouldn't have known how to say mommy.

Jiang Mian coaxed him in a low voice, “Next time grandma talks to Hengbao, can Hengbao help mommy make grandma happy?"

Hengbao nodded. Daddy said that mommy must be listened to.

Seeing her son's promise, Jiang Mian's heart softened, "Good Hengbao, mommy will finish her work soon. She will go back to see you when she is done."

Hengbao continued to nod.

Although mommy is not with him, Hengbao's impression of her is no less than grandma.

Grandma would always play Mommy TV series for him when she was at home.

So whether Jiang Mian is dressed in ancient or modern clothes, Hengbao will recognize him at a glance.

Ji Zhixiu would always come to see him four or five times a week. Every time he came, in addition to playing with him, he would also talk to him about Jiang Mian.

So much so that Hengbao has stored too many memories about Mommy in his little head.

Seeing that he agreed obediently, Jiang Mian wanted to say something else.

But Director Wang next to him was already calling for someone. Jiang Mian looked at his son and said reluctantly, "Mommy went to work. Hengbao needs to be good at home. Listen to grandma."

After saying this, Jiang Mian hung up the video without waiting for Hengbao to respond.

The costume teacher of the crew put Jiang Mian into clothes and saw tears in her eyes, "Why, Sister Mian hasn't come out of the play yet?"

Jiang Mian smiled slightly and said proudly, “My son can speak."

The costume teacher smiled and said, "No wonder."

She has also experienced this feeling of pride as a first-time mother.

Jiang Mian slowly exhaled, and suddenly there was strength in her heart.

She knew how to shoot this scene that had been stuck for two days.

"Hengbao, grandma has prepared some milk powder for you, drink it before going to bed." When Ji's mother came back with the milk bottle, she saw that Hengbao had already got into bed obediently.

Hearing this, Hengbao got out of the bed. Thinking of what mommy had just said, Hengbao pursed his lips and said, "Thank you, grandma."

Ji's mother was stunned, and her eyes immediately became wet, "Oh! Grandma's great treasure!"

She hugged Hengbao and kissed her forehead wildly, "Grandma likes you so much! Grandma knew you could talk! Hengbao is the smartest in our family!"

Ji's mother was so happy, "Hengbao doesn't need to say thank you to grandma, you know? Grandma loves Hengbao the most."

Hengbao's ears were crimson and he didn't dare to move in Ji's mother's arms.

This was the reason why he didn't dare to speak easily. He couldn't resist grandma's enthusiasm!