Shang Qinghua: Bro, my king and I are having another baby!
Shen Qingqiu: Congrats
Shen Qingqiu: You know, I've always wondered how you two decide who will carry the baby
Shang Qinghua: Oh, it's simple. My king and I play rock paper scissors, and whoever loses carries the baby
Shen Qingqiu: Wait, you haven't been pregnant yet. What are the odds of that?
Shang Qinghua: It has nothing to do with odds. My king isn't good at the game and always goes for rock, so I win every time
Shen Qingqiu: Don't you feel ashamed for taking advantage of your huband
Shang Qinghua: Of course not, I don't feel shame at all!
Shen Qingqiu: Figures
Meanwhile
Mobei-Jun: Qinghua and I are having another child
Luo Binghe: Neat
Luo Binghe: Come to think, I've always wondered how you two decide who carries the baby
Mobei-Jun: Qinghua introduced a game called 'rock paper scissors', I don't know the details about the game, but rock seems like the optimal choice, and every time I use it I win
Luo Binghe: And he hasn't caught on?
Mobei-Jun: Qinghua isn't very bright
