Lian Xin was pregnant and would soon make him a father. At the thought, Ling Tian was so excited he foolishly hurried toward the room where Lian Xin was staying. As expected, Grandma Sun, who had delivered babies before, gave him a thorough scolding, and he couldn't help but remind and reassure Lian Xin that she wasn't allowed to do any heavy work from then on; he would take care of everything.
After two days of looking after Lian Xin at home, Ling Tian returned to hunting in Qingyun Mountain, hoping to bring back more delicious game to nourish her.
Spring turned to winter, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a year passed. Then, amid two cries from newborn babies, Ling Tian and Lian Xin's children came into the world, and he finally became a father in truth.
Grandma Sun came out of the inner room beaming. Ling Tian hurried to meet her, his face full of worry. "Grandma Sun, how is Xin'er?"
"Are you doubting me, boy? I've delivered every child in the village. Has anything ever gone wrong?" Grandma Sun retorted. Seeing Ling Tian finally relax, she chuckled. "But in the twenty or thirty years I've been delivering babies, this is the first time I've had twins—a boy and a girl. Ling Tian, you're one lucky fellow."
At that, Ling Tian was overjoyed. He kept murmuring, "Two children, a boy and a girl..."
Still murmuring those words, Ling Tian went inside. Seeing Lian Xin's pale face and radiant smile, he affectionately pinched her cheek. "Xin'er, you've worked so hard..."
Over the next few days, Ling Tian chose names for the twins. By some twist of fate, he named the boy Ling Ran and the girl Ling Ruo...
With two children to care for, Ling