Jiang Qingli's pregnancy made the man so nervous about her that he couldn't do it, for fear that something unpredictable would happen if he didn't pay attention to it.

On the other hand, she herself is not like a first-time pregnant person who is calm about pregnancy, she should eat, drink, sleep, go for a walk in the back garden on time every day, bask in the sun, Jing Yuan will accompany her when she is not busy, and she will ask the maid to follow her when she is busy.

She didn't ask Wen Xinlan and Cheng Zhengrong about it again, Jing Yuan thought that she had let go of those pasts, in fact, because the task was completed, Jiang Qingli naturally didn't need to pay attention to them anymore.

In the autumn of the following year, Jiang Qingli gave birth to a boy, due to his relatively weak physique, he almost had a difficult birth when he was born, but fortunately she had an intentional and appropriate exercise during her pregnancy, and finally the mother and child were safe.

After giving birth, she heard the maid say that Jing Yuan was so anxious outside that he almost fainted, and if it wasn't for Jing's mother stopping him outside, he might have rushed into the delivery room.

This made Jiang Qingli a little crying and laughing.

Not long after she woke up, Jing Yuan came in to see her baby son.

Although he didn't agree with reason, he insisted on doing so, and Jingmu didn't bother to care.

"Is this really my child?" Jiang Qingli looked at the little red, monkey-like baby in the swaddling clothes, and wanted to cry a little, why is it so ugly? It's not at all the same as the ice and snow she expected!

Strange, Jing Yuan interpreted the essence of disgust from her sad and angry expression, and he sighed, "Mother said that babies look like this, and it will look good when it grows after a while." ”

In order to comfort his wife, he specially said: "My mother said that when I was born, I was not as good as our children." ”

"Really?" Jiang Qingli glanced at his handsome face suspiciously, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, she and Jing Yuan are not bad, there is no reason why this child will be ugly when he grows up.

"By the way, has Madame figured out what the baby is called?"

"I'll pick it up? Will Mom and Dad agree? Jiang Qingli knew that in this era, there was rarely a practice of letting his wife name her child.

"It's okay, when the time comes, just say it's for your husband." Jing Yuan didn't think this was a problem.

She pondered for a while, then raised her eyes to look at the man: "How about that called Jinghe?" Harmony, harmony also. ”

She didn't want the child to have any ambitions or future aspirations, and it was better to have a calm and peaceful state of mind than anything else.

Jing Yuan was immediately full of praise and patted his wife's ass: "Good name, Mrs. is really quick-witted." ”

Jiang Qingli glared at him angrily, and deliberately said the opposite: "It's better to call it a second dog with a nickname, I heard that it's easy to support with a cheap name." ”

The man suddenly cried and laughed: "Madame, don't be joking, how can there be a reason to call such a nickname?" ”

In the end, the child's nickname was set as An An, how could Jiang Qingli really let his child be called Ergouzi, and he would not have to complain about her when he grew up in the future?

Fortunately, when this child grew up, his personality was really as she expected, peaceful, open-minded, and indifferent to fame and fortune, and he did not get involved in officialdom like his father and grandfather, but chose to study medicine.

Jiang Qingli and Jing Yuan have lived a lifetime without illness and disaster, he has only been a woman in his life, she also knows what family affection is, what love is, and her changes, although she didn't say it, but both of them knew it.

In the end, due to physical reasons, she still walked ahead of him, and when she died, she was almost fifty years old, and her youngest granddaughter had just learned to walk.

Next to the bed, the fifty-year-old man in a green shirt held her hand and wept silently.

"An An, after my mother leaves...... Good...... Take care of your father......" The decay of her body made her unable to even speak, Jiang Qingli finally glanced at her husband, son, daughter-in-law, grandson, and granddaughter who were gathered around the bed, and the last smile froze on her face.

"Old man...... Take care ......"