After the comprehensive examination was completed, the nurse put the sleeping little princess into the prepared trolley, which caused another round of onlookers.
Touching her little hand lightly and not being able to help but speak to her without daring to be too loud, this feeling seemed really wonderful.
Jiang Qin was leaning on the sofa, yawning profusely, and somehow fell into a deep sleep.
After a day’s work and being highly nervous for several hours while accompanying the childbirth, he couldn’t hold it in any longer. When he saw that his daughter and the little rich woman were safe and sound, he felt exhausted.
Vaguely, Jiang Qin seemed to have had a dream.
In the dream, the sun was shining brightly, the wind was warm, and there seemed to be a rainbow hanging in the sky.
A miniature replica of the little rich woman was running on the green lawn, her braids swinging back and forth.
That cute look was exactly the same as the little rich woman he saw in the photo album at his aunt’s house, but the difference was that her eyes were very evil. One look at her and it was clear that this girl was extremely smart.
“It’s my daughter.”
“She is my and Feng Nanshu’s daughter.”
Jiang Qin in the dream didn’t know whether she was walking, running, or floating. In short, following her eyes all the way, she saw her slowly growing up after running a few steps.
Then she entered the school carrying a small schoolbag, placed the textbooks on the table, folded her hands, sat upright, and stared at the blackboard with a pair of bright eyes.
Before Jiang Qin could take a closer look, the bell rang, and his daughter ran out of school again, but she was no longer a child, but already twelve or thirteen years old.
Dreams are like that, not coherent.
From Jiang Qin’s perspective, he followed his daughter back home. As soon as he entered the door, he found that she had sneaked into the kitchen and stole a box of ice cream from the refrigerator. She also looked around to see if anyone was there. The bluffing expression on her face was just like her mother’s. Exactly the same.
“Don’t eat too much.”
“Okay daddy, I’ll take a spoonful.”
As Jiang Ainan was talking, he suddenly took out a huge spoon from behind, which was bigger than his face, and hollowed out the box in one go.
She seemed a little shocked after hollowing it out, then returned the empty box to Jiang Qin, then ran upstairs with the spoon, calling her mother.
Jiang Qin didn’t know when she put on her childhood schoolbag again. On the schoolbag, there was a group employee card swinging around, with the words “Little Boss Lady” written on it.
Not long after, Jiang Ainan came down from upstairs, the spoon in his hand empty.
When she saw her father standing downstairs, she couldn’t help but squint her eyes and muttered that it was her mother who ate it.
“Damn, my little rich woman just gave birth to herself.”