Jing Qi's marriage has always been Jing Peng's heart disease, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, okay, is it with Xinxin?" ”

Jing Qi nodded: "Except for Xinxin, I won't marry." ”

Jing Xiunian looked at him.

Zheng Siyu smiled slightly.

The four of them picked up the chopsticks again, and before Jing Peng could open his mouth to ask Jing Zha, Tang Xin had not yet graduated, would he be willing to marry into the Jing family?

Jing Qi's very soft voice today said lightly: "And Xinxin is pregnant." ”

"Bang dang." The chopsticks in the hands of the four fell on the table again.

"When's it?" The four of them looked at Jing Qi almost in unison.

Jing Qi was in a good mood and said, "You ask Aunt Fang." After the words fell, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Jing Peng turned to look at Aunt Fang who was holding Jing Qi's coat.

Zheng Siyu said gently: "Aunt Fang, why didn't you tell us about such a big thing." ”

Aunt Fang's face blushed slightly and said, "It was the young master who asked me to hide it from you, the last time was when Miss Xinxin was hospitalized and didn't go to Fenghai, the doctor also told the young master to be more restrained." ”

"Ahem." Jing Peng removed the chopsticks again.

Aunt Fang continued: "This time it was when I made porridge for the young master that night, and the porridge was made for Miss Xinxin. ”

Jing Peng's old face turned red and couldn't hide his joy and turned to look at Jing Xiunian and his wife: "As soon as the New Year passes, the Jing family will arrange the marriage of Qi'er and Xinxin as soon as possible." ”

Jing Xiunian and his wife nodded.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to see my granddaughter-in-law."

Jing Su couldn't calm down, and told his boyfriend about the happy events at home on WeChat.

At the same time, Tang Haoran of the Tang family didn't hold the soup spoon steadily, and the egg drop soup splashed three people.

***

That night, Discovery Mansion, Yu Yanzheng from the bath. The room comes out and opens the quilt. Child. Lie down. Into the bed with Ni Yao.

"Yan Zheng, your hair is still a little wet." Ni Yao raised his head to remind him. Jiangsu Literature Network

Yu Yanzheng lowered his head and put her around: "Baby, I know that Tang Xin is pregnant." ”

Ni Yao paused: "Tang Xin told Jing Qi." ”

YU Yanzheng. Kiss. A touch of her forehead, ring. Tight. She.

Ni Yao smelled the fragrance of the shower gel on his body.

Yu Yanzheng tilted his head and said, "Baby, I don't like children, so let's not want it for the time being." ”

Ni Yao narrowed his eyes: "Yan Zheng, I didn't say I wanted children." ”

YU Yanzheng. She, just afraid that she said she wanted, the risk of pregnancy was too great, especially his baby's insomnia to get better.

***

On January 24, near the end of the year, the delivery time set by Yu Yanzheng and Rong Qing is today.

Ten miles of the imperial capital, on the shore of the shipyard across the river, the weather is cold and the ground is freezing, and the cold wind is biting.

Last time I came, the shipyard had three elevated shipbuilding cranes, which were still under construction, and when the year was approaching, the shipyard had been suspended, so there were fewer workers, and they were still knocking and beating.

Yu Yanzheng and Yu Minghui ignored the almost inaudible knocking sound, and with the men he brought, they boarded a cargo ship that was not particularly conspicuous but had a very complex structure.

The boat began to sail towards the center of the river crossing.

Beichen wore a peaked cap and followed closely beside Yu Yanzheng, who was wearing a black mask and black gloves.

Yu Minghui followed Geng Hong and walked slowly towards him: "Have you changed people next to you today?" ”

Yu Yanzheng was wearing a fur-collared coat and turned sideways to look at Yu Minghui: "Didn't you also bring more than 20 people." ”

Yu Minghui said lightly: "There are many goods this time, we must not only beware of Rong Qing, but also beware of accidents." ”

When the words fell, Yu Minghui looked at Yu Yanzheng with a deep light.

Yu Yanzheng looked at him coldly: "Then you still let me participate?" ”

Yu Minghui seemed to have nothing to do with himself and said: "That is the old man's decision." ”

Yu Yanzheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the center of the rolling river.