This is the New Year, which has been a festive and family reunion festival since ancient times.

As the old saying goes: if you have money, you can't afford to go home for the New Year.

As long as the married girl is not too far away, she will go back to her parents' house, Gao Zhao's pregnancy for more than five months is not too bulky, and Wu Changliang accompanied his daughter back to Willow Lane on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

When I got home, I learned that my brother-in-law Huai Jingmin was pregnant, but the month was still shallow, and it was the first year of marriage, so Gao Xingrong still accompanied her back to Huai's house.

Gao Zhao's pregnancy was a little swollen this time, and his expression was a little tired, so after eating, the Jiang family sent his daughter's family back early.

After the first month, on the seventh day of the second month, Jia Xibei gave birth to a son, and Wu Yingchun was also pregnant.

Gao Zhao was a little lacking in energy in the late stage of pregnancy, and liked to sleep, and had to sleep for an hour or two after lunch every day, and was sleepy at night.

So she didn't have the energy to take care of Jindou at all, Jindou followed her grandmother during the day, and walked with her mother with her father at night.

The third day of the third month of March, the birthday of the father and daughter.

Early in the morning, the family of three went to the front yard, and Pingwu gave his son and grandchild birthday gifts, and quickly let them go back.

Because it was a bit difficult to see my daughter-in-law walking with her stomach upright.

There is still a month to be born, Pingwu is worried, but he doesn't dare to show it at all, and only takes care of his granddaughter.

In March, the breeze blows, cool and warm, and the breeze is gentle.

Gao Zhao sighed, and Wu Changliang's father and daughter looked at her worriedly.

For some reason, Gao Zhao was involuntarily worried, and there was no specific reason. She sometimes thinks to herself and understands that some people's depression is not because life is not good enough, not because the money is not enough to spend, so she can't control her heart.

The sky is so blue, it's too far away, take a breath, it's tired to be alive.

I'm just a boring person who has nothing to do and has nothing to do.

Someone tugged at the corner of her clothes, and when she looked down, Jin Dou was holding a small dish with a strange-shaped dough on it.

"Mother, my father and I did it."

When did they leave? Didn't even pay attention.

Gao Zhao smiled: "What are you doing?" ”

"It's a sticky bean bun with red beans in it."

Gao Zhao reached out and took it, took a bite and ate it, and said, "It's delicious, thank you Jindou." ”

Jin Dou smiled, picked up a small one, and ate it with her mother.

Since the Chinese New Year, Gao Zhao has lost interest in everything, he doesn't want to go out, he doesn't want to move, and the child in his belly doesn't like to move, unlike Huai Jindou, he thought he would give birth to a naughty character, who knows that Jindou has never cried.

Now this fetus, I don't know what it will be like, my nephew is like an uncle, but none of my brothers is very quiet, Yang Rong is not so lively, but he is not very quiet, and he is happy to be together, others have many small ideas, and he is the one who pries behind his back every time.

Every day in the blind thinking, the time passed quickly, but the mood was still not depressed, the courtyard gate did not go out, suddenly one day I heard a thrush outside the yard, she cried, sitting alone in the bamboo pavilion and crying.

Outside the courtyard gate, Pingwu took Jin Dou to stop, she saw tears in Jin Dou's eyes, she didn't cry, her eyelashes trembled, and her tears ticked to the ground, which made Pingwu feel distressed.

"My mother said she didn't want to be a thrush."

"Mother said that the little thrush is so pitiful."

Pingwu didn't understand what this meant, and just wanted to ask, he heard his granddaughter say, "Grandmother, I don't want to be a thrush either." ”

"The golden bean is not a thrush, the golden bean is the precious granddaughter of the grandmother."

Pingwu squatted down to wipe Jin Dou's tears, and Jin Dou hugged his grandmother's neck and said, "The little thrush is gone, and the thrush lady will be sad,"

Ping Wu chuckled in his heart, "What did your mother say?" ”

Jin Dou shook his head, Pingwu picked her up, and returned to Rongxi Hall.

The next day, Pingwu came to Xinyuan, and she sat with a smile while holding the golden bean.

Gao Zhao didn't know why, but he was cautious when he saw his mother-in-law's posture to talk to her.

Pingwu asked his daughter-in-law how her appetite was, and if she had any discomfort, she hurried to Mama Zhang, and said some routine words of concern.

Gao Zhao replied one by one.

"What happened to that Gu Niangzi?"

Gao Zhao heard his mother-in-law say this suddenly, but he didn't react.

"It's that Erha General Gu Niangzi."

Hey? Why did my mother-in-law suddenly ask about this?

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it." Gao Zhao replied honestly that since her father didn't let her write, she hadn't had the idea of writing a notebook again, and she didn't think about that.

"If you want to write, you can write, and when you write it, find your uncle, I love to read it."

Gao Zhao was stunned, I didn't expect it, it was too sudden, why did my mother-in-law remember to say this?

She knew that her mother-in-law was very disgusted with the brocade painting she wrote, and never mentioned it, what happened today?

Look at Jin Dou, Jin Dou looked dazed and incomprehensible.

"Mother, I didn't think about it, I ......" Gao Zhao didn't know what to say.

"It's okay, write if you want to write in the future, do what you want to do, people, decades have passed in a flash, I have a good calculation, I have to live as I want, I don't want my children and grandchildren to be wronged, you are the same, you entered the door of the Wu family, it is the Wu family, your grandmother said that you are a sensible child, and said that Jindou is with you, know the severity, and will not do too much. So don't think about what I'm going to think, people are different, live a life as you like, don't embarrass yourself. ”

Gao Zhao nodded tearfully, understanding that it was the recent emotions that worried his family, and suddenly felt that he was so hypocritical, isn't it just that she is pregnant, as if the sky is about to fall.

Pingwu didn't say anything to her this time, she listened to what her granddaughter said, went back and pondered for a long time, she didn't want to be a thrush, the person who raised the thrush kept the thrush in a cage, did her daughter-in-law think she was a thrush.

The mother once said: I am the thrush in the cage, the thrush in the cage to please the master.

My mother said that I would rather farm for the rest of my life, marry a farmer and have children, at least I can sleep soundly.

The mother concubine smiled and said: Many women are willing to enter the cage, but she is unwilling.

Pingwu suddenly thought about it, and her granddaughter said that she didn't want to be a thrush, and she was reluctant and wouldn't let her granddaughter be a thrush, not a cage to be imprisoned and suffered.

My princess's mansion is not a cage for children and grandchildren.

That's why I talked to Gao Zhao.

When the princess's mother-in-law left, Gao Zhao's heart opened the doors and windows, and the cool breeze blew in, not to mention how comfortable it was.

It's not because her mother-in-law asked her to write a notebook, or because her mother-in-law said that she can live the life she wants, it's just such a nonsensical star.

It's no wonder that pregnant women are emotionally inexplicable.

"I want to look at him secretly, pretend to appreciate a pot of flowers, I can only look at him secretly, like I am about to browse a painting, I am afraid to show him that I am stupid, my eyes have to avoid him, although I also want to talk to him, how can he have a woman by his side."

Gao Zhao hummed this song all morning, and when Wu Changliang came back, he continued to sing it to their father and daughter.

When she sang that, she pointed to the golden bean and giggled with a giggle, and the golden bean's smiling face bloomed like a flower.

Wu Changliang pursed his lips and smiled, and finally put his mind at ease, this is Zhaomei.