For many years, only Wang Xi and Ji Heng were at home on New Year's night.

My sister-in-law and brother-in-law are not good at keeping the New Year together, so they have always stayed in their own yards, listening to the sound of firecrackers outside, but they are even more lonely than usual.

This year, Mr. Pei and his wife and Shuyu and his wife entered the palace, and Ji Heng married a new daughter-in-law, leaving Wang Xi alone.

Huan Xian is not sorry for this cousin, but she is inevitably a little selfish, and it is inevitable that she wants to be with her husband to welcome the arrival of the first year after marriage, and also pray for a long relationship and good luck.

So Wang Xi's Wutong Courtyard was really miserable and miserable, the little maids got her approval, and they all made birds and beasts scattered, leaving her alone with a finch fur, nestled by the charcoal basin, and did not light the lamp, looking out the window at the miserable white moonlight.

It's been six years and eight months.

How many days and nights? She couldn't bear to count.

Think about it, it was only a year to get married to Zhong, and it was only a year until he died, and when they really got along, it was only four or five months.

He is busy, he is a good person, and his colleagues like to call him together.

When she came back, if she was angry, the burly man would bow down and make a small man, until she couldn't help but smile.

Childhood sweetheart, deep love, husband and hot, Wang Xi always felt that he was really happy at that time, even happier than the queen sister who married into the palace and kept the widow.

But overnight, everything changed.

Even though it was surrounded by brocade and the charcoal basin was roasting, Wang Xi still felt chills all over his body.

Looking around, the walls of this house were empty, and the tents and cloths were all blue, just like the widow in her usual ----clothes, blue and dark purple, nothing more.

She couldn't help curling up, holding back the trembling of her teeth, and restraining the throbbing pain in her heart.... Husband.... Ah Xi misses you....

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, she shook, hurriedly sat up, returned to her usual dignified and noble appearance, and raised her voice: "Didn't you say that I have rested? ”

Which one of the non-long-eyed ones is bothering again!

Outside was her unfamiliar voice: "Back to the eldest lady, the slaves and maids are Sakura and Wanwan in the second lady's room." The second lady specially asked the slaves and maids to bring the Nanzhu and food in the palace to the eldest lady, so as not to disturb the lady's rest. ”

Wang Xi asked, "What time is it?" ”

"It's not time yet."

Wang Xi smiled bitterly in his heart, for Xiang Fu, it was naturally too late to sing every night. In addition, tonight is the first Chinese New Year's Eve, but it is not to be cherished.

But for her, it was a long sleepless night.

She was stunned for a while, listening to the careful call for "big lady" outside, and felt a wave of exhaustion overwhelm her.

"Go and find the book, give it to her."

Outside, Wang Xi said weakly: "Thank you for your wife for me again, I have a heart." ”

Sakura and Wanwan were overjoyed, and glanced at each other, only to feel that the stinky stone of the eldest lady was finally covered by the girl, and saluted her through the door, and went all the way to find the waiter.

In the Rongdong courtyard here, it was not easy to clean up the sleepy Shuyu and put him on the bed.

Because of the cherry blossom Wanwan sent to Wang Xi, only Afu and Yuan Niang managed to get Shuyu's physique, and the maids in Zaifutang didn't know where to go, so they had to call a few maids and tongfang in the courtyard to help.

Ming Yuan is worthy of being a child of the family, with great strength, and he is thoughtful and quick to serve.

Qing Yan held her stomach and followed beside her at a loss.

Seeing that she had finally settled down, Afu was already sweating, and she sat down in the warm pavilion and couldn't help but sigh.

Ming Yuan was still sorting out the futon for Shu Yu, and Qing Yan next to him said cautiously: "Madame, don't worry, today is a happy event, the second master drank more, in previous years, when the lady was not there, how could the second master have been so happy." ”

Afu smiled and wanted to respond to her, but her eyes were involuntarily attracted by the high belly.

She has also seen pregnant women, and she has seen the appearance of her godmother Huai Muluo's sister, but she is not as big and pointed as Qingyan, and she is worried that Qingyan's stomach will explode through the thick winter clothes.

"Uh... Sister, sit down, hold your big belly, don't get tired. Afu hurriedly beckoned Yuan Niang to bring a round stool.

Qing Yan turned a blind eye to Yuan Niang's prickly gaze, and a wipe crawled on her face. Blushing, Shi Shiran sat down: "Thank you sister for your thoughtfulness." ”

Pinching her fingers, she has been in this baby for seven months.

I have hardly seen her for a while, and I think she is raising a baby without leaving the door.

Afu really didn't think about moving her fetus, mainly because Shuyu and the old lady didn't care, as if a sow raised in the kitchen was pregnant with a cub.

Ming Yuan was finally reluctant to stop stuffing Shuyu's bedding, tiptoed over, and stood down with a little embarrassed smile: "Madam, Ming'er is afraid that the second master will be drunk and uncomfortable tonight, and disturb Madame's sleep, so it is better to let Ming'er serve in your house for a night." ”

She has always disliked the word "Mandarin" and gave herself a nickname: Ming'er.

I can hear Afu in the clouds, tomorrow and today.

She tried her best to suppress her dislike for Ming Yuan, and silently recited "her brother", "her brother" and "her brother" in her heart, and said: "You are the second master's roommate, and it is also your job to serve the second master." ”

Ming Yuan's eyes lit up immediately, and his stout hands subconsciously stroked the hem of his skirt, and this dress looked like it was at the bottom of the new pressure box, and it had never been washed, and it stood there.