She herself can't explain why she wants a child like this, on the one hand, it is naturally because she has not been a mother in her previous life, and she is very eager for children. On the other hand, since she was reborn, although she has been in love with Liang Bozhao every day, she is still unsteady in her heart. I was only worried that when I woke up, I would return to Zhang's Mansion again.

In the final analysis, she is still afraid of losing Liang Bozhao, if she can conceive a child, she and Liang Bozhao will have a common bloodline, and she will feel much more at ease. Moreover, if she is pregnant, maybe she will change her life in her previous life, others say that a pregnant woman is very easy to become ugly, even if he is seen by the third son, he must not be tempted by a pregnant country woman.

Thinking of this, Ning Xiang clenched the box of balm tightly, her face was a little shy, but the corners of her lips couldn't help it, and she smiled slightly.

In the evening, Liang Bozhao returned.

These days, Ning Xiang didn't allow him to enter the mountain no matter what, and Liang Bozhao had no choice, so he had to go into the city with the villagers every day to do some odd jobs. Every day, I have to leave home before dawn, and I rush back in the evening wearing stars and moons.

Ning Xiang was very distressed, and also advised him to go to the city a few times, there was no shortage of rice, flour, grain and oil at home, and he could always cope with the past by saving some flowers. The man just smiled, still getting up early and greedy for darkness, walking back and forth between the city and Luokou Village.

And every time he comes back, he will bring some gadgets to his little daughter-in-law, and there are some mud dolls, rattles and the like, which actually hurt Ning Xiang like a female doll.

Ning Xiang looked at those gadgets, her heart was both sweet and funny, she only put them away, and even those tiger head shoes and tiger head hats, planning to play with the child in the future.

This night, Ning Xiang still prepared the meal for Liang Bozhao early, and estimated that the man was coming back, so he waited at the door, until he saw the burly figure from a distance, and a smile suddenly appeared on Ning Xiang's cheeks, and he hurriedly ran back to the stove room, and took out the food in the pot, just waiting for Liang Bozhao to step into the stove room, and he could sit down and eat.

When Liang Bozhao entered the house, he saw that Ning Xiang had already set up the meal, and as soon as he saw him, he greeted him, held his big hand, and rubbed it gently.

Walking all the way, Liang Bozhao's hand had already been numb by the cold wind, and at this time, he was held by his own lady's soft and soft little hand, and he gradually became conscious.

Ning Xiang was hot in her husband's hand, but she didn't know what to do, so she couldn't help complaining; "Why don't you bring the handguards you knitted?"

Liang Bozhao withdrew his hand, grabbed her body, and said with a smile; "How can you be so squeamish."

Ning Xiang was still distressed, so she only asked her husband to eat some hot meals to warm her body. Liang Bozhao didn't let go of her, seeing that her little face was red from the cold, he knew that she must have gone to wait for him outside the hospital again, the look between his eyebrows sank, and his tone was also a little distressed and reprimanded; "How many times have I told you not to wait for me outside, why are you disobedient?"

Ning Xiang was stunned, but she didn't think that she was caught by him again this time, and she only lowered her eyes at the moment, like a child who had done something wrong, speechless.

Liang Bozhao saw her like this, but he couldn't bear it, he touched it in his arms with his big hand, only took out a box of rouge, and handed it to the little lady.

Ning Xiang saw the rouge, a pair of eyes couldn't help but look like a husband, and saw a faint smile in the man's deep black eyes, leaned over to her ear, and said in a low voice; "Show me."