Lan Shao felt a bit awkward: "Mom, it's a bit early to talk about this right now."
"Early? What do you mean early? I think it's already late, people your age have kids who are three or four years old, how is it still early?"
Lan Shao felt even more awkward, facing his increasingly agitated mother, he said helplessly: "Mom, you've talked about this countless times."
Are kids really that important?
In his view, kids are not important; what's important is who gives birth to them.
If it's another woman who gives birth, he'd rather not have them; he only acknowledges those born by Fan Rou.
"Since I've said it so many times, keep it in mind even more. Let me ask you, if you have kids, what do you plan to do?"
After much talk, they ended up back at the starting point.
"Of course we'll keep them, Mom, don't worry. If we have kids, we'll definitely want them."
Having received this answer, Lan's mother finally felt satisfied.
