Guo Mian felt a severe pain in her stomach, as if someone had scratched open her belly. She thought to herself, "That turtle grandson hit my head, why does my stomach hurt so much? It can't be that he's caused me some kind of problem!" With great effort, she opened her eyes and saw before her a smiling and kind white-clad angel nurse.

  The nurse said to her: "Congratulations, Mrs. Guo! You've given birth to a boy, exactly six pounds, what a lovely child!"

  What's going on?

  "Guo Zong: 'What did you say I gave birth to?'"

  Nurse: "....Uh, child, Mrs. Guo, what's wrong with you?"

  Kuo Tuan turned pale with shock: "Who did I have a child with? When was I pregnant?"

  The nurse was also shocked and ran out of the ward shouting: "Doctor, something's wrong! Ms. Guo Qiong seems to have cognitive problems!"

  "Wait a minute!" What Guo Qiong, her name is Guo Rong!

  On this day, the evil woman Guo Bao discovered that she had become another unfamiliar woman named Guo Qiong, who had just given birth to a six-pound son. The child's father was unknown, it was really messed up!

  Seven years later

  The penguin-shaped alarm clock on the bedside table rang out with a "drip, drip, drip" sound. The two protrusions on the bed, one big and one small, moved simultaneously. The bigger one instinctively rolled over and covered its head with the blanket, while the smaller one threw off the blanket and got up, slapping the penguin alarm clock to stop it from jumping around non-stop.

  "Mom, get up." A seven-year-old boy rubbed his eyes and shook the giant beside him who was still dreaming. Under his persistent disturbance, Guo Rong reluctantly pulled open the quilt and opened one eye to look at him.

  The little boy pulled her hand out from under the quilt and said in his mouth: "Rock-paper-scissors..."

  He and Guo Mian simultaneously stretched out their hands, Guo Mian was 'scissors', he was 'cloth'.

  Guo Tuan: "You lost, you go buy." She closed her eyes and waved at her son, continuing to roll up the quilt and sleep. The little boy could only admit defeat, put on his own coat, and sat back on the bed to put on socks and shoes. The socks had been worn for two days and were a bit smelly, but there were no clean socks in the drawer, they were all piled up in the washing machine unwashed because his mom was too lazy.

  He let out a sigh, just like an adult, put on his shoes, skillfully opened a drawer in the closet, counted out some loose change from his bag, grabbed his keys and went downstairs with a thud.

  They live in an old residential area, with a primary school nearby, so there are still quite a few people around, especially breakfast shops. At this time, the breakfast shop has passed its peak period, and those students who went to school early have already eaten a round and entered the school. Now, sitting at the table eating breakfast are all residents from nearby, chatting loudly while eating.

  The owner of the breakfast stall, wearing a slightly greasy apron, was serving porridge to a customer. When she saw the little boy running over, she revealed a desire to discuss "Female Leads and Male Seconds" with like-minded people, or chat about popular web novels and favorite books with more book lovers.