"You can rest assured." The woman smiled and said, "Don't you know our clothes?" Whether it's the fabric or the style, it's one in a hundred......"

"Master, I bought the dim sum." There was a sound of horses' hooves behind him, and he listened to Chang Shun's respectful voice.

Song Zixi nodded, and his gaze was faintly withdrawn from the two who were still talking, "The one wearing peach-colored clothes at the door is the Shaw Family?" ”

Changshun subconsciously looked at the place he was looking at just now, "It's really ......" His attention was also attracted by the pink for a moment, and when he reacted, he couldn't help but smile, "I married myself...... The color of this Shao lady seems to be better than before. ”

Song Zixi showed a meaningful smile on his face, and said slowly, "The vision of the third young master of our family has always been excellent, but he is a little more forgetful......"

Chang Shun heard the song and said with a smile, "I heard that the clothes of the Shao family's clothing shop are novel, and they have always been favored by the young ladies and wives...... Coincidentally, a few days ago, the little mother was still chattering with the little one: This time, because the house is busy making the second lady's dowry, the clothes of the other masters are a little unopenable...... Although I also invited the embroidery lady outside, there were still a lot of whispers from the second lady...... The ladies in the sewing room are also embarrassed. ”

"How can such a thing happen?" Song Zixi raised his eyebrows with a smile, "My second aunt is most afraid of falling behind others in everything...... That being the case, when I look back, I might as well introduce this little lady of the Shao family to her......"

Changshun hurriedly smiled, "Don't worry, this matter is wrapped up in Xiao's body." ”

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Seeing that her belly is getting bigger and bigger day by day, Du Rongzhi's appetite has also become better. On weekdays, I either take Sister Guan to write and draw in the house, or I discuss what to eat in the kitchen every day...... It's not just her, even Sister Guan'er's little face is also rounded.

On the contrary, it was Song Zixun, every time he saw their mother and mother rushing to think about all kinds of food, they were a little crying and laughing, and because they heard Xue Chenghe say that the child was older, he was afraid that he would have to endure extra hardships when he gave birth, and he also changed his habit of supervising her to eat in the past, as long as she ate a few more bites every time, she would immediately shout to stop, so angry that Du Rongzhi almost wanted to cry without tears, "You are too domineering...... When people don't eat it, you force people to eat it, and now you want to eat it and you don't let people eat it......"

Song Zixun smiled and took away the jujube paste cake she was about to send to her mouth, "My cousin said that you can't eat too many sweets now, and it's not good for the child in your belly...... Come with me for a walk in the garden......"

Du Rongzhi watched Song Zixun take away the jujube mud cake and the box containing the pastries, and swallowed her saliva with difficulty.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, and her stomach felt like a bottomless pit...... Especially this jujube mud cake, she used to be most annoyed by the fishy smell, but now she feels very sweet when she eats it in her mouth.

She had a faint premonition in her heart: with this in her stomach, she was also a bad boy who loved to eat jujube cakes like his old man...... It's just that I don't know if it will be the same as his Lao Tzu......

"I'm not going." Du Rongzhi turned her face away angrily, "You know that you force me to walk...... My feet were swollen and forced me to walk......"

She worked hard every day with her stomach up, and often couldn't sleep all night because of bone pain...... He's good, he even has to take care of the east and west when he eats more snacks......

The more Du Rongzhi thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and finally simply fell on the table and sobbed aggrievedly.

Song Zixun laughed and laughed, hurriedly reached out to hug her, and quipped, "How old is it...... Can you still cry for gluttony? As he spoke, he motioned for Jing Si to take the snack away.

Jing Si smiled, put away the box and quietly retreated.

Du Rongzhi naturally didn't see their movements, she only buried her face in her arms and struggled angrily, seeing that she couldn't break away, Fang raised her head and complained with tears in her eyes, "Who is crying?!" I'm angry with you!"

"Where?" Song Zixun smiled innocently, "It's too late for me to feel sorry for you, how can I be willing to be angry with you...... It's really for your good. ”

"You still say!" Du Rongzhi stretched out her hand to pat him away, sniffled and said, "What's for my good, you only have children in your heart...... They don't care about me at all! ”

"You've wronged me." Song Zixun coaxed good-naturedly, "Although I care about the child, it's also because it's in your belly, if someone else-"

"Someone else?" Du Rongzhi intercepted the conversation and glared at him vigilantly, "You still want others to give you a baby?!" ”

"I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to." Song Zixundui smiled and put his hand on Du Rongzhi's round belly, "I just need Rong'er to give birth to me......" As he was speaking, he felt that the little guy in his stomach was like a small fish from under his hand to the other side, and couldn't help laughing, "You see, even our children know that I am telling the truth, and they should be with me!" ”

Du Rongzhi glared at him fiercely, and couldn't hold back and smiled.

Song Zixun took advantage of the situation and hugged her and whispered softly, "I know you have been working hard for a while, but you have also heard your cousin's words, only by walking around more usually can you relax when you give birth...... and said with concern, "You just said that your feet are swollen...... What's going on? ”

Du Rongzhi is not a person who doesn't know what to do, but she didn't control her emotions for a while, and at this time she also felt embarrassed to cry for stuttering, so she leaned on Song Zixun's arms and whispered, "I know you are for my good...... Actually, it's not that I don't want to walk, it's just that my feet are so swollen these days, let alone walking, I'm panicking like this......"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Song Zixun leaning over and lifting her legs.

Du Rongzhi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to shrink back, "What are you doing here?" ”

Song Zixun stretched out his hand to hold it, "Don't move, I'll take a look." ”

Du Rongzhi blushed and said, "What's so good-looking...... Ugly is dead. ”

Song Zixun ignored it, only gently put her legs on her knees, reached out and took away her shoes and socks, and sure enough, she saw that Du Rongzhi's white and tender feet were all swollen from the ankles down, and she couldn't help frowning, "It's so swollen...... Why did you tell me. ”

Seeing him discuss his swollen feet with her so seriously, Du Rongzhi only felt extremely embarrassed, hurriedly shrank back and covered it with her skirt, and said with a red face, "What is there to say...... This is the case with many women when they are pregnant with children...... Just wait for the baby to be born. ”

"Really?" Song Zixun raised his eyebrows in disbelief, "Why don't I remember when Sister Huaiguan was like this......" and without saying anything, he pulled Du Rongzhi's leg and massaged her.