Ning Qiluo's pregnancy, after Qi's mother came to this trip, so soon the Qi family knew about it, not only the Qi family's side, but also the Deshan General's Mansion in Manzhou, and Ning Wangshan, who was not easy to leave Manzhou, also came to Beicheng in person, accompanied by his eldest cousin Ning Zhuoyan all the way.

Grandma Jiang Yu Hualing also knew that Ning Qiluo was pregnant, so she was so happy that she never closed her mouth, and she rushed to Beicheng that day.

At the same time, Qiu Gu and Changsam Lao also came to Beicheng.

At this moment, everyone gathered in the North City.

A few days later, Ning Qiluo was taken back to New Geely.

A few days later, Jiang Yingchi took Ning Qiluo to get a marriage certificate.

The next day, he came to the door to propose.

After a lot of excitement, the marriage was successfully decided.

Scheduled for April next year.

April is the best month of the coming year, and it is also the best time.

……

Someday.

Ning Qiluo looked at herself in the mirror, her face was round, her fingers were not slender anymore, four months had passed, her stomach was round, she obviously found that her body was slightly swollen, and she would be very depressed after every meal......

Anxiety that comes from the inevitable of pregnant women.

Go to the street.

Qi Xiangchen acted as a driver and took Ning Qiluo out to buy fried chestnuts with sugar, her taste was changeable during pregnancy, but she had liked fried chestnuts with sugar for a week.

This matter has to start from that day, Qi Xiangchen accidentally brought back a bag of sugar-fried chestnuts for her.

"You can't eat it, it's sin, it's sin." Ning Qiluo said that she didn't eat it, and said that she was sinful, but her hands had already begun to peel off the sugar and fry the chestnuts.

She doesn't have to do this work herself.

Qi Xiangchen has already helped her peel it.

Ning Qiluo only ate one and didn't want to eat it, thinking it was not delicious, and then forgot about the sugar-fried chestnuts.

As a result, in the evening, she suddenly wanted to eat fried chestnuts with sugar, and she was very worried about the taste of the fried chestnuts at that time, so she asked Qi Xiangchen: "Brother, my fried chestnuts with sugar?" ”

Qi Xiangchen: "......"

At that time, Qi Zhufeng and Qi Xiangchen, as well as Qi Siyi, who was sitting like a second uncle, were chatting together, eating the sugar-fried chestnuts they bought for her.

It was a silent scene.

The last sugar-fried chestnut was in Qi Siyi's mouth.

"This is the fried chestnuts with sugar that I bought, and you all ate ......"

The anxiety of the pregnant woman is relieved, and her tear ducts are particularly fragile.

Just because I couldn't eat fried chestnuts with sugar, I was so aggrieved that I cried, and I smoked and smoked, crying made my brothers' hearts hurt, and I went to buy her fried chestnuts with sugar overnight.

That night, Ning Qiluo was stunned to eat fried chestnuts with sugar until she was satisfied, and then went to sleep.

Because of this, Qi Siyi also learned to fry chestnuts himself.

But I didn't learn it, and I couldn't control the heat.

But he always wanted to do something for his sister, so he made soup for his sister himself.

Can you imagine that scene? Qi Siyi was wearing a black shirt, lifting the sleeves of his hands, revealing half of his arms, he had a cigarette in his mouth, his forehead hair hung down in front of his forehead, standing in front of the cutting board, holding pig's trotters in his left hand and a machete in his right hand.

There was a crackling sound.

In such a scene, in the words of Qi's father: "This kid knows that he is chopping bones, and if he doesn't know, he thinks he is slaughtering people." ”

The crowd laughed.

……

It's in the car right now.

Ning Qiluo waited patiently, and after waiting for about a few minutes, Qi Xiangchen came back with two bags of hot sugar-fried chestnuts.

She couldn't be happy, so she liked to eat freshly fried.

Qi Xiangchen asked her what else she wanted, and Ning Qiluo lowered the car window, pointed to the brown sugar glutinous rice cake over there and said, "I want that." ”