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In the evening, in the living room.
Two families, seven people in total, sat together for dinner in a warm and joyous atmosphere.
"How long can you two stay this time?"
While serving Shen Qinghan food, Zhang Wanxin asked in a gentle voice.
Shen Qinghan's eyes curved slightly, and she said with an especially sweet smile, "Probably half a month."
"That's good," Zhang Wanxin smiled, her eyes filled with indulgence, "Today is October 6th, and in a week it will be both of your 20th birthdays, we can just celebrate in time."
While his mother and fiancée were chatting.
Lin Zichen was surveying his little sister in his mother's arms.
Lin Ziying, who had just turned a month old, was sitting obediently on Zhang Wanxin's thigh, gnawing on a big bird leg with relish.
It was the leg meat of a Ferocious Great Eagle, particularly tough, so tough that even adults would find it hard to gnaw.
But Lin Ziying, who was only this big, could rely on her tiny milk teeth.