Smiling, Sarah said, "I suffered a lot in childhood, but it doesn't matter to me now. I just hope my child doesn't follow in my footsteps. It's enough for me to suffer a lot. I wish my sister and my children could have a better life."
"You are so kind," Charles said. He sighed and was moved. They were silent for a moment. After a while, Charles suddenly said expectantly, "How many children should we have?"
"What?" Sarah lifted her head, doubtfully. It seemed that she didn't expect he would ask her such a question. Looking at his flickering eyes, and seeing a little naughtiness, Sarah laughed.
"Why do you ask? We'll see," she said, a little angry but shy.
Charles didn't let her go easily. Coming around the table, he walked up behind her and hugged her.
"Why not talk about it? I look forward to having a child after we get married. Let me see, and we can have a daughter first, then a son, as for the third child, well, at least a daughter and a son!" Charles said.
