This is the first time after many years that Rong Xia has seen Qiao Sulan again.

But the difference is that she was just a little girl who didn't grow and could be called and drunk, and now she is Pei Jinzhi's concubine.

"The concubine has seen the lady. Rong Xia knelt on the ground, reminding himself that he must calm down.

Qiao Sulan didn't call out immediately.

She didn't mean to lose face to Rong Xia, but she was just a little shocked for a while.

But seeing the woman in front of her, her posture is delicate, her manners are well-mannered, her facial features are exquisite, her skin is as white as snow, and her green silk is as black as a waterfall.

"Click-" In the silence, Pei Jinzhi gently closed the tea lid and glanced at Qiao Sulan beside him.

Qiao Sulan suddenly woke up, although her heart was already as painful as a poisonous snake drilling into her heart, she still showed a smile on her face, and only said: "Sister, get up quickly, all these years, thanks to you serving by the master's side!"

Rong Xia stood up according to her words, she kept her waist up, and Qiao Sulan naturally saw the bulging round belly.

Qiao Sulan's back molars were almost broken.

"Mother!" Bao'er stood beside Rong Xia, her hands on Rong Xia's thighs, and she looked at Qiao Sulan with a hostile gaze.

She is still a child, and she doesn't quite understand the difference between a wife and a concubine, and since she was born, Pei Jinzhi has only one woman by her mother's side, so Bao'er should think that her father belongs to her mother, but now there is suddenly another woman, and Bao'er's hostility towards Qiao Sulan can be imagined.

"Bao'er, come, to Daddy.5./books/38/38746/

Senior Brother of the Ancient Tomb of Net Gold!" Pei Jinzhi suddenly beckoned to Bao'er, and the little girl immediately let go of the little hand holding Rong Xia and ran towards her father.

"From now on, I will call her Madame. Do you know?" said Pei Jinzhi softly.

Bao'er glanced at Qiao Sulan with some strangeness, but she still nodded politely, and then called, "Hello, madam." ”

"You're Bao'er, what a clever little girl. Qiao Sulan showed a little smile on her face, but there was a touch of contempt in her eyes, and she only heard her say nonchalantly: "I am your mother-in-law, and you also have an older sister, more than two years older than you, called Sister Jiao'er, and you two little sisters will often play together in the future!"

"I have friends to play with. Bao'er sat on Pei Jinzhi's lap and snapped her fingers with a smile: "There are stones, small fish, Erya, and bean curd, Douhua is the girl who buys tofu in the back door alley, her tofu flower is delicious, Bao'er likes it the most!!"

The slut of the cheap life is really only worthy of playing with the children of those lowly people, Qiao Sulan smiled coldly, and secretly thought that this slut must not be too close to her daughter, and the province will be infected with anything unclean.

“………… Oh, by the way, and my brother!" Bao'er over there let out a joyful laugh as if she remembered something, pointed at Rong Xia and said happily: "When the little brother comes out, Bao'er can still play with the younger brother." ”

Qiao Sulan glanced at Pei Jinzhi, who was smiling lightly and doting, and then at Rong Xia, who was pregnant with Liujia but with a calm expression, and finally looked at Bao'er, who was lively and cute, with an innocent and delicate look, and suddenly felt that a bad breath was on her heart and lungs, her son died on the road, her daughter was still sick, and she came all the way to find a husband, but what did she get! For a while, Qiao Sulan's heart was full of hatred and resentment, and the tips of her fingers hidden under her sleeves pierced the palm of her hand.

There are two largest courtyards in the house, one is the east courtyard and the other is the west courtyard, Rong Xia lives in the west courtyard, and Qiao Sulan naturally lives in the east courtyard.

The matter of Pei Jinzhi and Qiao Sulan's eldest son disappearing, Rong Xia also heard about it. When the child was officially buried, Rong Xia also went in person.

Seeing that the small coffin was hidden in the loess, looking at Qiao Sulan's crying liver and intestines, and looking at Pei Jinzhi's gloomy face, Rong Xia was also extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

After the child was buried, Qiao Sulan was also sick for a long time, so in the following days, she was busy recuperating and taking care of her daughter, Yu Rongxia was not too embarrassed, as if she had completely forgotten that there was such a person in the house.

Rong Xia knew in her heart that the other party didn't want to see her, and because of the incident between Scarlet and Baizhi, she also knew that Qiao Sulan was extremely hostile to her, and even wanted her own life. So for this, she strictly demanded Bao'er and never allowed her to go to the East Courtyard.

As for Pei Jinzhi, he is really as he said, as he said, his work and rest will be the same as Qiao Sulan's future time, he will go to the yamen during the day, and return to the west courtyard when it is dark. With the passage of time, the turmoil caused by the flood finally subsided, because the speed of disaster relief was fast enough, and the post-disaster settlement was good, and the loss of Jingzhou City was the smallest among the affected areas. The thousand acres of land that Rong Xia had worked so hard to irrigate with spiritual spring water did not live up to her hard work, and before the winter, a large number of potatoes were fully ripe. More than five catties of potatoes may not be much for the huge number of displaced people, but in any case, this is also Rong Xia's heart, after all, if you can have a bite to eat, maybe you can survive this winter!

Time passed unconsciously, and in a blink of an eye, it was the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month.

On this day, the house made fragrant Laba porridge, the materials for making Laba porridge are taken from the Lingjing space, plus the small fire that boiled all night last night, when the lid of this pot of Laba porridge was lifted, the aroma was simply filled with the sky over the entire mansion. Bao'er, the little girl, was the most greedy, ate three bowls of porridge in a row, ate the whole little belly bulgingly, and lay on the kang until she hiccuped. Pei Jinzhi also likes to eat, especially the sour and hot salted cucumbers specially pickled by Rong Xia. Rong Xia didn't eat much, her month was getting closer and closer, and her whole state was getting harder and harder, so she didn't have much appetite recently.

Pei Jinzhi went to the yamen after eating the porridge, Bao'er also went to play with her little friends, Rong Xia was half-lying on the kang, behind her was a money python's pillow, and Jinhua was pinching her legs.5./books/38/38745/

The Struggle of a Peasant Girl.

As she was talking, Yinhua came in with a smile on her face and brought something that looked rather heavy and made of wood.

When I looked closer, it turned out to be a baby walker.

It's the kind of small car with four wheels on the outside, and the child will not fall down in the middle. Bao'er also had such a one when she was young, and she also made it by Yinhua herself.

"If you want me to say just use the old one, just paint it with a new coat of paint, why use it so troublesomely. Yinhua put the stroller in her hand on the ground and gestured to Rong Xia hesitantly. Rong Xiayuan is also a mute, and he can understand this way of speaking in sign language the best, so there is no problem with the communication between the two of them at all.

"You say this is better than that?" Rong Xia nodded with a smile, and looked at the stroller carefully: "Indeed, it looks more delicate than the original." It seems that the carpenter skills of our silver flowers are becoming more and more exquisite. “

Yinhua pursed her lips and smiled, blushing a little shyly. Rong Xia has always felt sorry for her, and when she saw her, she couldn't help but want to tease her again, who would have thought that at this time she had a burst of pain in her stomach, Rong Xia ah--, took a light breath of cold air, Jin Hua Yinhua was suddenly startled, Jin Hua hurriedly said: "How is the master?" But the little boy is making trouble with you again?"

As the delivery period approaches, Rong Xia's stomach will always throb from time to time these days, she has almost become used to it, she thought it was the same now, but what she didn't expect was that this time the throbbing pain seemed to be extraordinarily long, Rong Xia finally confirmed that she was probably really going to give birth this time.

"I'm afraid it's true this time!" Rong Xia was sweating profusely, hissing and panting in pain.

When Jin Hua heard this, she immediately said: "I'm going to call Wen Po, don't worry, the master is ready, everything will be fine." ”

"Hmm......" Rong Xia's aching forehead was sweating: "Let people be optimistic about Bao'er, don't scare her!"

"Yes, the slaves and maids know. Yinhua, look after the master!" said Jinhua hurriedly.

Yinhua nodded heavily.

Rong Xia is giving birth to a child for the second time, so she is not as scared as she was when she gave birth to a child, the mother who delivered the baby has already been found, and she has already lived in the house half a month ago, just waiting for Rong Xia to start, so at this time, Jinhua went out to look for it, and Wen Po was quickly called in. Rong Xia changed into clean clothes, and then was quickly carried into the delivery room, and when Pei Jinzhi rushed back non-stop after receiving the news, he was greeted by an extremely powerful loud cry.

Rong Xia gave birth to a son.

Pei Jinzhi hugged the little thing in his arms, only to feel that he was heavy, heavy, like a scale.

"How's ma'am?" he asked.

Jin Hua replied with a smile: "Madame is fine, but at this time she is too tired and has fallen asleep, and when the inside is cleaned up, the master can go in to visit Madame." ”

Pei Jinzhi showed a smile on his face when he heard this, he lowered his head and looked at the child in his arms, the little guy had just cried hard, and he seemed to be tired at this time, he was pouting his little mouth, frowning his little brows, and looked dissatisfied. Pei Jinzhi hugged his hot, fleshy little body, and a huge joy suddenly burst out from the tip of his heart, so he laughed at the kind of laughter that was really happy and happy.

Walking at the door, Qiao Sulan suddenly stood up.

She looked at Pei Jinzhi, who was holding the child and laughing, and then thought of her son who had been buried in the ground.

Her son never saw his biological father once from birth to death.

And now--

The arrival of a lowly breed would completely take the place of her son.

Why?