In the car, Ling Xiaoxiao and Chen Ma were holding a little guy each. From less than five kilograms when they were born, to now, their weight doubled in two months. The two little guys' cheeks were chubby and extremely cute.

"I really feel reluctant to part with these two babies when I go back like this." Chen Ma looked at the little corn in her arms, her eyes full of love and reluctance.

"Zi Zhuo and I will take the children back to see you for nothing. Grandma still wants Chen Ma to worry about it. We have children and we can't be able to be filial there." In this month, Ling Xiaoxiao and Chen Ma have already become familiar with each other, but it is the first time I ask for such a solemn request.

Chen's mother's eyes remained unfamiliar with Xiao Yumi: "Don't worry, we have been in love for the rest of our lives."

The car drove all the way into the alley. As soon as it was parked, the gate of the yard was opened. Xia Ziqian jumped out from inside and ran out: "Xiaoxiao, hurry up, let me see the little nieces. Grandma said that these two little guys are so beautiful."

"If you don't give it, I can't come out, and you don't say you're going to see me. You have no conscience." Ling Xiaoxiao hummed, and pulled the little guy into his arms, staring at her sideways.

"Zhen Xiaoxiao, I have told you to go into the mountain to accompany Yu Jin. I have been in the mountain for half a year. There are very few cars coming back to the city there. I can't come back at all, okay? You can't be so unreasonable." Xia Ziqian pulled Ling Xiaoxiao and refused to let her go.

"I'm not right," Ling Xiaoxiao struggled, pulled her arm back from her hand and followed Jiang Zizhuo to the yard: "You said before that I would come back to accompany me when I gave birth."

Xia Ziqian was guilty. Can she say that she remembered the wrong day? Moreover, Ling Xiaoxiao was born prematurely for another month, so how could she have time? However, if she dared to tell the truth, Ling Xiaoxiao was so petty and could hold a grudge against her until next year!

"Yu Jin encountered difficulties and needed to solve problems, so we were trapped for a while." Xia Ziqian came over and continued to be silly.

Ling Xiaoxiao snorted proudly, ignored her, and hugged her daughter into the front hall. In the hall, Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang had been waiting there for a long time. Seeing them coming in, they hurried over and took one away. Xia Ziqian happily came to Grandma Jiang to see the child.

"Is this corn or an onion?" Grandma Jiang had already accepted these two non-mainstream names and was extremely casual when she called them.

Ling Xiaoxiao glanced at her daughter's face: "This is a little onion, and the one grandfather is holding a little corn."

"These two children are really the same, and it's hard for you to see it at a glance," Grandma Jiang said this with a sigh. Then she smiled and said to the little guy who just woke up and opened her eyes: "Little Onion, I am your Grandma Zeng."

Grandpa Jiang's lips squirmed for a long time, but in the end, his rigid heart still made him unable to say the name Xiao Yumi, so he could only clear his throat: "Yuyou, I am your Grandpa Zeng."

Jiang Yuyou, Jiang Yuran, this is the name given to the two little things by Grandpa Jiang and Grandpa Jiang who had been reading the dictionary for half a month. They originally wanted to choose two long-lasting names from the ancient books of the Book of Songs, but in the end, they still gave the most straightforward names.

Ling Xiaoxiao actually likes to use traditional Chinese medicine as her name. She always feels like a noble person. Zhou Zhiruo in Jin Yong's book is her favorite name.

But Grandpa Jiang disagrees with everything he said: There are very few Chinese medicines that are not bitter. Girls should be happy and sweet, so why are they so worried?

In one sentence, the little flame in Ling Xiaoxiao's heart was blown away...

As soon as Chen came back, he consciously put the things back to his room and went to the kitchen to arrange lunch. Jiang's father and mother knew that they were back today, so they all rushed back before lunch.

As soon as Mother Jiang entered the door, she snatched the child from Grandma Jiang. Although Dad Jiang did not dare to reach out directly, his shaky eyes also made Grandpa Jiang’s headache, and he snorted coldly and put the child in his arms.

"Our little onion is cute." Mother Jiang hugged her and coaxed her.

Grandma Jiang was surprised: "How did you know this is a little onion?"

"Little corn always likes to frown slightly when sleeping. Moreover, the bridge of the little corn's nose is slightly higher than that of the small onion, which is easy to see." Jiang's mother said very naturally. It is not a pity that people who stand on the operating table all year round, and such subtle differences can be seen at a glance.

Grandma Jiang's two children who were not convinced took turns to look at each other, but there was still no difference. She could only sigh that she was old and her eyes were not good.

Before lunch, Ling Xiaoxiao and Jiang Zizhuo went back to the back room with two little things to feed. Ling Xiaoxiao is now afraid that the two little guys will be hugged too much, and after getting used to it, she always likes to hold them. In that case, her life will be extremely sad.

The two little guys who had fed the milk fell asleep again. They carried them back to the restaurant and pushed the crib to a place not far away where they could see their eyes.

"Come on, Xiaoxiao, eat more. You have lost weight after taking care of the child during this period." Mother Jiang picked up a piece of pig's trotter and put it in Ling Xiaoxiao's bowl. It is said that pig's trotters can be milked, so it should be better to eat this.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the pig's trotters in the bowl with a little embarrassed. She really wanted to eat them, but...

Jiang Zizhuo picked up the pig's trotters from her bowl and put them in his own bowl: "Onions and corn are prone to eczema, and grandfather said that Xiaoxiao should avoid food and many things should not be eaten."

After doing something bad, Jiang's mother smiled and did not dare to pick up food for Ling Xiaoxiao. She quickly changed the topic and said: "Our hospital wants to cooperate with your school. The Medical University has been working on nano-agents recently. She wants to directly inject the lesion into the lesion through the instrument for targeted treatment. It is said that the drug for treating certain cancers has made breakthrough progress."

Jiang Zizhuo raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang's mother. This kind of problem of saying a word and saying a word will never be changed in his life.

Mother Jiang ate a few bites of rice and cushioned her belly, then said: "This kind of thinking is very good, but now medical instruments cannot keep up. If you want to bring a conduction camera on the needle, not only the hardware requirements, but the software requirements are not small. Our leader is discussing with your school leaders, and I don't know if you can apply for project approval."

Jiang’s mother said simply and bluntly, and Ling Xiaoxiao turned her head to look at Jiang Zizhuo: “Zizhuo, isn’t your main scientific research direction when you were in the United States a combination of software and hardware? You should be able to solve this, right?”

Jiang Zizhuo frowned and thought for a long time before nodding slightly: "It also depends on the specific medical equipment and the model of equipment to be used. However, if it is not a special equipment, the problem should not be big."
Chapter completed!