"When I married your dad, I got pregnant with Qin Jian within a month, even started having morning sickness," Zhang Yun tasted the chicken soup and added half a spoon of salt.
"Can people really be the same?" Ning Yibin watched Zhang Yun with amusement, "And to think you're a woman, asking me such a question?"
"Isn't it because I'm anxious for a grandson? Just look at those two chubby grandsons of the Liu family, so delightful to see. Qin Jian is not young anymore, it's time he became a dad," Zhang Yun said.
"An Hao is still young, isn't she? She just started college, and if she gets pregnant within two days after marriage, wouldn't she have to drop out for a year or two? I think the kid is quite ambitious, she definitely wouldn't want a child so early. So, you can stop worrying for no reason," Ning Yibin said as he cut the vegetables and handed them to Zhang Yun.