noffsinger Chapter 329 Chun Yang is pregnant
Chapter 329 Chun Yang is pregnant
After lunch was served, Qin Xiuyuan returned to his room and pulled the young woman, whose face was flushed from lying in bed, out of bed. Seeing that her legs were still trembling, he leaned closer and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
Wangshu glanced at him with resentment. Last night she risked her life to accompany a gentleman, and this morning this man rubbed her awake to continue eating meat. At that time, she was convulsing and numb to the point of losing consciousness, and afterwards she felt sore and weak all over.
Qin Xiuyuan was wearing a very tight-fitting curved-hem dress, half-hugging someone to sit at the table. When Ji's mother came over to serve the soup, he felt relieved but also a little sad.
After dinner, while her son-in-law took three children, one big and two small, to fly kites, Ji's mother got up and half-supported her daughter to lie down on a rocking chair nearby, and slowly rubbed her hair.
Wangshu looked refreshed, but not very energetic. He remembered the man's instructions, "Mother, when we go to mother-in-law's place later, take Lele with you."
"...Okay." No matter how unwell she felt, the daughter-in-law had to see her mother-in-law. She followed to lend a hand and gently advised her daughter, "Apply some medicated oil to soothe her. You'll need to walk later."
Wangshu's back ached and his legs felt weak. He couldn't even stand up straight when kneeling or sitting. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell what was going on and how he could leave the house. "I'm not going."
Ji's mother: ...
When they arrived at the villa, Qin Xiuyuan took the lead in explaining to Wang, "Shushu is not feeling well." Ji's mother, who was holding her eldest grandson's hand, kept smiling. Wang seemed to understand, thinking it was just a matter between men and women.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law do not live together, but they are very polite. Every now and then they send people to deliver some delicious food, cloth, silver and a few civil and military teachers. The son does not take care of things, and the daughter-in-law makes the decisions. She has the empty title of mother-in-law and is no better than an outsider.
Mingxi observed his expression and, adhering to the family motto "If someone doesn't like me, I don't like her either," sat on his father's lap with a serious face, eagerly waiting to go home.
Ever since Yun Xiao learned the trick of throwing chopsticks from his uncle and was punished by his parents, he has been afraid of ropes for ten years. Now he is timid and dares not get close to his second uncle. He stays close to his biological father and sister.
The brother and sister were like they were clinging to their father. They didn’t say it, but all they could see in their eyes was “I want to go out and play, I want to go home.”
The children were uncomfortable and said goodbye quickly. The cavalry formed a formation and escorted the two carriages as they left the villa with a "clatter".
When I entered the city gate, I saw a crowd of people gathered at one end of the gate, looking up at the notice made of rice paste on it and talking about it.
"General Qin's family is recruiting music and dance teachers?"
"...No age, gender, or appearance restrictions. Proficient in music and dance, and adept at teaching young children... Interested parties can come in and present themselves."
"Looks like we're looking for a master for the kid! Hey, Mr. Xie is the literary master, the general's master is the martial arts master, and we can't look for an unknown person as the music and dance master!"
"The competent ones take the place! Look, ten taels of silver a month!"
Seeing the majestic carriage entering the city, pedestrians made way for it. The brother and sister peeked in. Qin Xiuyuan, who was sitting with them, opened the curtain and asked, "Mom, will you find a music and dance teacher?"
Speaking of music and dance, I can't help but think of the tall woman who made my daughter cry. What was her name? Lanxi?
"I found this for my sister! Mother said I'm strong and muscular, so I can be a knight with great martial arts skills. My sister's muscles are more flexible than strong, so she can be a master dancer!"
"The dance of music and dance~" Mingxi knew the difference between the two words and added: "I will dance for my father, mother and brother later~"
The caring little cotton-padded jacket is warm, sweet and well-behaved.
Qin Xiuyuan smiled happily, "Okay!" He immediately changed his route and took his daughter to choose some pink and purple dance dresses.
Xianyifang. On weekdays, it was mostly women who came, or the occasional couple in love who came in to shop. The only family that came with a father and his child was General Qin. The owner personally greeted them from the carriage and praised Mingxi in the general's arms, "This little girl is so cute! Come and take a look! Dance costumes, dresses, and shoes—I have them all!"
With a wave of the hand, all kinds of little girls' clothes were displayed full of clothes.
Holding her in his arms, he let her choose slowly. He put on the clothes one by one and let his father make the decision. Lele and Yunxiao had already chosen, and Ji's mother also picked out two sets. The little girl here was still looking at shoes and flowery hair ties... The little girl asked her father to tie her hair.
"Brother-in-law really dotes on Mingxi!" Lele pouted.
Of course not, Ji's mother laughed. Her granddaughter was truly the apple of everyone's eye. She was already six years old, and her son-in-law still carried her in his arms when they went out, not letting her walk. She also hugged her son-in-law's neck obediently, and from time to time she would tidy up her father's messy hair...
When it was born, it was only the size of a palm and its body was blue and purple. My son-in-law was quick-witted and fed it again and again, finally bringing the little kitten-like creature back to life. It was truly a gift from God. It looked like a pitiful, caring, and warm-hearted kitten. It was smart and clever, so how could he not be loved!
"Brother-in-law doesn't love you? I prepared a pony for you in vain." Mother Ji nodded at the second child. "Brother-in-law held you a lot when you were a child." Her son-in-law loved babies and had doted on Lele endlessly in those years, making others envious. Many mothers felt ashamed and lamented that they couldn't compare to him.
Seeing her son-in-law changing his granddaughter's shoes himself, Ji's mother felt extremely satisfied.
Back home, everyone fiddled with their new clothes, while the woman fiddled with a new toy Ji Shouxin had given her—a double-sided embroidery of eight horses. On one side, it depicted towering mountains with hidden needles, while on the other, it depicted the eight majestic horses with exposed needles. The stitches felt fine and smooth to the touch, and the technique was exquisite.
Chun Yang was accompanying him. For some reason, he always felt a blockage in his throat and difficulty breathing, so he raised his hand and touched his chest.
She had given birth before and had also taken care of the lady during childbirth. Now there was a pregnant Zhuzhu living in the side courtyard. The more she thought about it, the more worried and uneasy she felt, but she also felt a vague sense of joy.
With a look of surprise and joy on his face, Wangshu tilted his head to look at her, who had some dark circles under her eyes. Is a single old man quite domineering at night? "If you didn't sleep well, go down and rest."
"Ma'am, I think I am the one..."
After a while, the old man came in grunting. Chun Yang sat at the table and lifted his sleeves to feel his pulse.
"Congratulations! There is no doubt that she is pregnant, and the pregnancy will be in about a month." The old man laughed happily, and the two people present showed joy on their faces.
Before Wangshu could say anything, a man, clearly pregnant, came floating in from the corner. He walked straight towards the woman sitting beside the Eight Horses painting, gently embraced her, and without caring about anyone else, kissed her fiercely from both sides. "Shushu, you're amazing! That's great!"
Wangshu, who was publicly spitting saliva on his face, said: ...Not good at all. He patted the confused man and pointed at Chunyang, who was sitting on the other side with the old man, "It's Chunyang."
The man's ecstasy was shattered, and he was stunned for a moment. Chun Yang dared not breathe amidst the turbulent ups and downs of his emotions. The old man, who had always been cheerful, also rubbed his nose. A skilled cook cannot cook without rice. Even the most courageous and hardworking farmer cultivating a poor field will still yield very little.
"Since you're not feeling well during pregnancy, Chunyang, you should just rest well and don't worry too much." Wangshu wiped his face and pushed the dazed man, feeling a bit ruthless and cruel: "Xiuyuan, you should go and congratulate Chunyang Tang Bo."