C8 Qing Qing Zi Jiu's Heart

"What nonsense are you spouting!" The one who interrupted him was Pang's Mother. He looked at his youngest son and said in a strong voice, "You are not a monster, and you are not the first one to do this. When your grandmother was here before, she gave birth to a man.

"Wh …" "What?" Pang Xia was extremely shocked, he did not expect that there would really be men who would give birth to children in this world. Thinking about his parents' reactions to him during the day, Pang Xia felt that he had grabbed onto the last resort, and asked while licking his dry lips, "Then … What happened to the family? "

Pang's Father took a puff on his cigarette and said, "I don't know, but a big car came to the village and took them away, never seeing their home again. It was just that at that time, everyone thought that it was a legend, and wasn't real at all. Until your grandmother met, and more or less, it was a life, and your grandmother was kind enough to take on a new life, and promised her family that she wouldn't tell anyone about this, and even gave your grandmother some money. "

"Your grandmother bought me a pair of gold earrings for that money. She said it was her compensation." Pang's Mother touched the gold earrings on his ears and sighed, "Your maternal grandma, second mother, third mother and the others have caused quite a ruckus over this matter."

Pang's Father stood at the side and extinguished the cigarette that he had finished smoking in the ashtray. He lowered his head, and hunched over with his back facing Pang Xia, he said to Pang Xia with a voice that was filled with fatigue yet was especially sonorous: "San Er, no matter what happens, you are still my old Pang Family's little son."

Pang Xia's eyes instantly became watery. He lowered his head and vigorously blinked his eyes, then wiped his nose and laughed: "I know, Dad, Mom, you guys go to sleep early, I'm going back home."

"San Er! You... You really don't know who that person is? " The Pang's Mother called out to Pang Xia, his voice hesitating. Could it be that his son was going to … It couldn't be someone calling him a homosexual, right? Otherwise, how could such a thing happen?

The person Pang's Mother was talking about was naturally the man who had spent the night with Pang Xia. Pang Xia heard the lingering fear in his voice, and nodded, and then said with certainty: "Really, mother, I didn't even manage to see his face clearly, this is just an accident. I also don't want to know who that person is, since we won't be able to meet again in the future."

The Pang's Mother seemed to have something else to ask, but in the end he only said: "That's good, that's good. Go back and sleep."

"Yes, Dad …" Mom … "I'm sorry."

The most painful night had passed for Pang Family so far, but the following days and nights were the bigger problem. The child had already been with him for five months, and there was no way to beat him or her, so he could only go to the hospital to give birth. However, Pang Xia was a man. Moreover, if this matter was accidentally spread out, Pang Xia would not be able to raise his head and do it in this lifetime. He would be looked down upon, despised, and even treated as a monster by others. However, on the morning of the birth, when Pang Xia sat in the corridor of the hospital and waited for him to start the labor, for the first time, he felt the fetal movement coming from the child. Maybe he had felt it before, but he never thought about it, so he did not notice it. When he felt his own stomach being propped up by a ball, he felt his brain heat up.

When the child was born in October, it was the coldest time in the entire winter. Pang's Mother, who had not given Pang Xia a good look for several months, and had not even spoken to him once, had instead gently carried the pair of phoenix births and sat on the side of his bed, crying, on that day.

It was just that she was not sure if it was because she was crying with joy at the sight of her two children, or because she was saddened at the sight of her nineteen-year-old son being completely turned upside down and changing his fate.

Just like this, spring passed, and autumn arrived. The Pang Family of the dragon and phoenix slowly grew.

Pang Qingqing was an older sister. He was six years old and was born in the Pang Family Village. He had his grandparents, first aunt and first uncle, second aunt and second uncle Wang Qing, second aunt Wu Tingting, and father and brother. Pang Qingqing had a pair of peach blossom eyes that were as beautiful as her father's, like two black gems embedded into his white porcelain skin, bright and clear. His tall and graceful nose was similar to his father's, but his mouth was not the same pearly shaped lips as his father's.

He was born in Pang Family Village and had his grandparents, first aunt and first uncle, second aunt and second uncle Wang Yan, second aunt and second cousin Wu Tingting, as well as his most beloved father and most powerful sister. Pang Long was a real fatty, with small arms and legs like the new lotus root class, and his hands felt especially soft and smooth and tender. Pang You's eyes were a single eyelid, a typical almond-shaped eye, and perhaps because he was still young, his eyes were round and cute like a deer's, but under his small nose was a pinkie like his father, which made his meaty smile even more adorable.

Lunch time passed by his house, and he could always see Pang Yu carrying a small stainless steel bowl that was almost all red braised pork, sitting in the yard and eating with his mouth full of oil. Beside him was a youth who was also as oily as him, appearing to be in his 23rd or 24th year.

"Dad, eat more!" Pang Long held onto the bowl, his eyes shining as he stared at the Red Braised Meat in Pang Xia's bowl, drooling.

When Pang Xia saw his son's expression, he immediately understood and quickly gave two more to him. "Son, you too.

"I don't want to!" Pang Qingqing quickly covered her bowl that was full of vegetables and twisted her body to the side.

"Ai …" "What a pity." Pang Xia could only stuff the piece of meat that he had not given out into his mouth.

"Hm, what a pity." Pang Long took the piece of fruit Pang Xia gave him and bit down on it.

On the other side of him, Pang Qingqing's delicate face was filled with disdain as she helplessly looked at her two close relatives. Pang Long, you idiot, when you say 'too bad', could you not have a face full of 'wonderful'? I can eat a few more pieces "laughing in secret!"