Chapter Twenty-Nine: Gathering

Ah Quan didn't squint, staring intently at the road ahead, even in the rearview mirror, he didn't dare to look at it again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What do you think?" Song Muzhi was really worried, seeing that Manqing was shy, she lowered her voice, leaned on her ear and said, "Your bones hurt, why don't you tell me." Why don't we go to the hospital first and then go home? ”

The voice was so small that Ah Quan in the front row couldn't hear it clearly, but it made him more sure that the young master and the eldest grandmother were intimate.

The two of them are not allowed to say anything about love, otherwise why are they mysterious, no wonder I recently heard that the young master is going to arrange someone around him.

It may be true that Ah Quan thinks that he is a man, and he is more considerate of the young master from this aspect. I just didn't expect that a young lady like the eldest grandmother was also reasonable and surprising.

I really don't understand the thoughts of the big family, if the girl in the family has a child, she dares to do anything crooked, I'm afraid she will be turned upside down.

"No, you don't." Zhang Manqing also thought that everything should be said to others. It's not a whisper, and the more you lower your voice, the more embarrassing it is.

"No need to go to the hospital." Zhang Manqing explained to Mu Zhi carefully: "This was also the case when I had a girlfriend who was pregnant before. It is said to be a normal reaction during pregnancy, and it will be good to wait for the child to be born. ”

Song Muzhi was skeptical: "Could it be that the weight of the baby is compressing the nerves in the waist?" ”

"It's not impossible." Zhang Manqing hates going to the hospital the most, and she feels dizzy and nauseous when she smells the smell of disinfectant water.

"Is it that all pregnant people have pain in the coccyx of the spine and can't sit still?" Song Muzhi decided to wait for the next time to buy two books on pregnancy and childbirth.

"Of course not." Zhang Manqing actually doesn't know much about it, but after being pregnant, the chats with those who have given birth to children around her are gradually more and more in this regard, and she can be regarded as having some experience. When she heard this, she shook her head: "Everyone who is pregnant is different. For example, most of the boys who are pregnant have pointed stomachs and taste acetic acid; Expectant mothers who are pregnant with a baby girl will also become very beautiful, and their bellies will be bulging. By the way, there is also the fact that the fetal movement of the male baby will be on the left, and the female baby will be close to the right. ”

"Is it male left female right?" Song Muzhi was dizzy when he heard this, and wondered in his heart, could it be that a swarthy woman would become frosted and snow when she was pregnant with a baby girl? However, it still grasps the point of the last sentence, although it sounds a bit absurd.

Zhang Manqing nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, yes, that's it." ”

No wonder as the saying goes, a pregnant woman's IQ is zero, Song Muzhi looked at Zhang Manqing's sincere eyes, had no choice but to smile inclusively, and proposed: "Okay, then let's not go to the hospital first." But you have to promise me that you will tell me as soon as you feel uncomfortable. ”

"Thank you, Dongzi-kun, you have done the best to me." Zhang Manqing got what she wanted and happily hugged Song Muzhi's arm.

Dongzi was Song Muzhi's former name when he studied in Japan, and his relationship with Zhang Manqing warmed up steadily in the past few years in Japan.

Such a shout brought back the memories of both of them, the time when they were wearing kimonos and the cherry blossoms were raining all over the sky.

As he spoke, he arrived at Zhang's house.

The banquet had to wait until the evening, and when Manqing came, the guests had not yet come to the door, but he didn't expect his father Zhang Han to be at home.

"Mom, Dad, we're back." Song Muzhi held Man Qing, whose lower abdomen was slightly convex, without a trace, and said hello when he entered the door, and carefully handed Man Qing a pair of soft-soled shoes.

"Yes, come and sit." Zhang Han's attitude is very gentle, and he can't see that he is an old and spicy politician at all.

Song Muzhi didn't dare to take it lightly, the first time he was brought to his father-in-law Zhang Han, his deep eyes seemed to see through his own tricks. To this day, I still have lingering palpitations when I think about it.

If his father-in-law could have seen it through at that time, Song Muzhi would have been in a cold sweat when he thought about it, but he didn't understand why he still married Manqing to the Song family.

"Big brother, sister-in-law." Song Muyi shook his head and then continued to greet Zhang Boyan and his wife, and then sincerely stepped forward and patted Chengyan's shoulder: "Congratulations, do a good job." ”

For Zhang Chengyan to be a front-line engineer in the General Administration of Southern Railway, Song Muzhi was happy from the bottom of his heart.

For him, but also for himself.

Even if the Zhang family is powerful, the resources at hand must be limited for a period of time. Song Muzhi also came back from Japan for an infrequent time, and began to euphemistically dismiss Manqing's proposal to ask the Zhang family to help, and planned to rely on himself to find a position.

It's a pity that China is still a 'humane society'. The most basic positions that can be provided by large trading companies are Song Muzhi has the experience of studying abroad, and he thinks he is quite talented, but he can't do a job with a salary of more than 20 yuan per month. I can't afford to keep a car, I'm ashamed.

I also tried to find a few local small businesses. Internal relationships are even more complex. The department manager is either an aunt or cousin, or a niece or nephew, so there is really no place to show it. Only then did I think about whether to rely on the Zhang family to enter the circle and then show my talents.

Who knew that Zhang Chengyan actually returned to China. Song Mu was disappointed for a while, but Man Qing repeatedly said, 'Don't worry, my father will arrange it'. Song Muzhi also knew in his heart that with a position, his son-in-law was an outsider after all. The best must still be given to Chengyan, but if he didn't want to turn around, Zhang Chengyan went to the construction site. There is already one hard-working, and the remaining one must be not bad.

Zhang Chengyan just nodded, unwilling to talk to others about work.

The men's greetings were simple and clear, and the women's chatters had long since turned into a mess.

"Is the road going well? Is the car driving steadily? Ever tired? Mrs. Zhang's eyes were full of smiles, grabbed Manqing's hand, and carefully looked at the pregnant woman's complexion. When his eyes turned to his slightly bulging belly, he smiled even more: "Your father was going to leave, but when he heard the call, he deliberately waited for you to come back, so he hurriedly went to say hello." ”

"Mom!" Zhang Manqing said happily and helplessly: "You have asked so many questions at once, you have to let me say them one by one." Besides, if you hold my hand and don't let it go, how can I talk to Dad. ”

"We went all the way quite smoothly, and Manqing was in good shape today." Song Muzhi said to Mrs. Zhang concisely.

"That's good, that's good."

The son-in-law is considerate to his daughter, and Mrs. Zhang is satisfied with what she hears.

"Look at what you can do, Mom, this is a baby for you, hurry up and sit down." Wenju smiled and stepped forward to help Manqing, and teased: "I warmed a cup of sour plum juice for you, come and taste it." ”