"Ah what." I laughed and said, "You think, my mother is a typical bean curd heart with a knife mouth. Can she really not recognize my son? She doesn't even recognize my son. Let's just give birth to a fat boy for her, and she'll forgive him.

Liu Ruyue was shy and said, "Seriously, you are always so impolite."

"Why is this not serious?" I said, "You can't admit it. It's the only way to coax my mother and make her forgive and support us."

"Yes... It's a common sense, but it's a bit too mean." Liu Ruyue whispered, "Besides, how do you know it's a fat boy?"

I walked...