Mrs. Fu looked at her daughter with a red face and a shy look, her eyebrows were full of relief, but she still scolded her daughter softly: "If you become a parent, you have to pay attention." How come it was almost three months before the doctor came to check the pulse. What about Yuwei, isn't she serving by your side? If your little day has not come, doesn't she know? ”

Seeing that his mother was angry, Fu Tingyun hurriedly said: "I don't blame Yuwei for this matter, I was too careless." She told Yuwei that she felt that her life was not good, and in order to avoid suspicion, she had not touched her things for a month.

Mrs. Fu's face was slightly pale, and she said, "Why didn't you come to report me earlier?" "Now the child is four months old, and my daughter told her." Did your dad say or do something again? ”

Fu Tingyun was stunned.

Why did my mother suddenly stop believing my father like this?

There is an anomaly that I guess it has something to do with my father?

Her heart moved slightly, and she said, "It's Zhao Ling who won't let him." He said that the child was less than three months old, and he was afraid of being frightened, so it was better to raise it at home. Saying that, remembering that since Zhao Ling knew that she was pregnant, one of the things she did when she came back every day was to wash, and the second thing was to touch her belly and talk to her unborn child, which made her feel that the reason why Zhao Ling was so good to her was because of the child in her belly, and there was a bit of complaint in her tone.

Mrs. Fu frowned when she heard this, and said, "Since Lord Zhao asked you to raise it at home, you will raise it at home, why don't you say anything displeased?" He added, "Now that they have become relatives and are about to become mothers, how can they still call their husbands 'him,' he?" Or call outsiders 'Ninth Master', or say 'Husband-in-law', yes! ”

Fu Tingyun pouted and refuted his mother: "I call him 'Ninth Master' at home." ”

When it comes to this, do you still talk back? Once upon a time, Tsuen Hui was not like this. It can be seen that they are all called Zhao Ling's habitual appearance!

Mrs. Fu, who should have been displeased, couldn't help but laugh and said, "I'm doing this for your good." Can't you call their father the same in front of your children? As he spoke, his gaze at her was so soft that he could drip water, and he said softly: "Have you reacted much these days?" Is there anything you'd like to eat? ”

"I just like pickles." Fu Tingyun saw that her mother was happy, and her mood was also happy, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, "As for the reaction," her eyes showed a look of confusion, "I heard people say that what to eat and vomit in the first few months, but I don't have any other reaction except that I often feel tired and want to sleep." Otherwise, how could I have conceived a child and not even know about it? She said, her eyes darkened, and she whispered, "You say, will this child ······?" A hint of horror flashed across his face.

Such thoughts have often surfaced in her mind since she knew that she was pregnant, but as soon as she saw Zhao Ling's face full of joy, she didn't dare to ask. When she came to visit her mother today, she had great hopes that her mother would give her an answer.

Mrs. Fu was stunned for a moment, then glared at her unhappily, and said, "You kid, what nonsense are you talking about?" What people can't ask for, you hate it! Do you know who you're following? You're with your grandmother! Your grandmother gave birth to six sons and three daughters, none of whom ever tossed your grandmother, and all of the children survived in good health. ”

Fu Tingyun's eyes lit up when she listened, and she swept away her worries, her face was as bright and delicate as a summer flower blooming in the sun, and she was even more energetic than usual, where was there a little bit of a pregnant woman's depression.

Mrs. Fu couldn't help but smile and shook her head: "I think that at the beginning, the reason why the Yu family asked to marry this marriage was because your grandmother and I were both suitable for birth and raising, and I took your eight characters and invited Longhu Shantian to look at it, saying that you are the life of a suitable man......"

Fu Tingyun was stunned.

She also thought that it was because the Fu family was innocent, and she had a cheerful and lively personality to please the elders......

I didn't expect it to be this reason.

Since the mother knows, it can be seen that the elders in the family also know.

Fortunately, she didn't marry into the Yu family, otherwise, what would she have become?

She was a little unhappy, but more happy.

The beast thought of guessing with Zhao Ling two days ago whether it was a son or a daughter.

Zhao Ling once said with a smile, saying that he was the only one left in their family, whether it was a daughter or a son, he was rare, and said that they had to have a few more children······ Later, the two of them were talking, and Zhao Ling began to be dishonest again, and said something like "If you don't have meat, you have to let him drink soup", but in the end, it was just a joke, and there was little taste, and she could really feel that he wanted to express the joy in his heart in this way.

If she had followed her grandmother, wouldn't they have many children?

If Zhao Ling knew, wouldn't he be happy not to know about the southeast and northwest?

Fu Tingyun had a little child in his mind, with the same eyebrows and eyes as Zhao Ling, and the same slanted eyes and cold glances...... Just thinking about it, she was half happy at first.

And Mrs. Fu regretted it as soon as she said it, and when she saw Fu Tingyun's face showing a different color, she secretly scolded herself in her heart for being confused.

Her daughter is doing well now, how can she mention the past in a ghostly way, which makes her daughter unhappy in vain.

Mrs. Fu hurriedly said, "Fortunately, you didn't marry into the Yu family?" Otherwise, even if you have the image of a suitable man, the eldest son of the Yu family will have three rooms on his shoulders, but I am afraid that if you do not give birth to five or six sons, the elders of the Yu family will not be satisfied. ”

The bamboo cultivators on the side were sweating profusely.

What's wrong with today's madame? When he speaks, he is upside down, and he is completely free of his usual shrewdness and ability.

Okay, why don't you talk about the Yu family.

Could it be because Mrs. Yu sent her close mother to visit her a few days ago, which made Mrs. feel emotional?

But now that my aunt and grandmother have become a raft, talking about these things will only make my aunt and grandmother feel blocked.

Thinking of this, she didn't care about her identity, and said with a smile: "Grandma, what pickles do you like to eat?" I've heard that Kyoto's Baiwei pickles are the best, and I'll send you some in two days. ”

Mrs. Fu came back to her senses when she heard this, and she hurriedly smiled: "It's still the carefulness of the Xiuzhu family, look at me, and only care about talking." Quan Hui, what pickles do you like to eat, I'll ask Xiuzhu's family to send you some. ”

Her mother gave her own money, and without her uncle's subsidy, she was definitely not rich in money, and she had the same heart as her mother, and she didn't want to accept any gifts from the Fu family, let alone her mother's money.

"Don't send pickles to our house." Fu Tingyun made a distressed look, "The ninth master has a big mouth, and when he meets people, he says that he wants to be a father, and he also says that I only want pickles these days, his colleagues and bosses have sent home-made pickles or pickles sold by Baiwei people, and our family now has at least fifty or sixty kinds of pickles, and we can open a pickle shop." Although there are three points of dissatisfaction in the tone, there are seven points of sweetness.

Mrs. Fu looked at it, and her tears were about to fall.

This child, although married, is still childish.

She had been unable to do anything about the child in a difficult time, and she could no longer watch the child fall into trouble again.

Mrs. Fu took a deep breath and asked her with a smile, "Who is preparing the child's little clothes or something?" ”

Zhao Ling bought two more women in their thirties and came back, saying that they were all experienced, and they would serve me to be a month old and take care of the children in the future. These days, Yuwei is teaching them the rules, and leading them to make small clothes for their children by the way. ”

"Instead of buying two women to come back, it's better to buy one first." Mrs. Fu knew that Zhao Ling had always been considerate to her daughter, but when she heard this, she couldn't help but be happy in her heart, and instructed them. In the future, there will be a nurse, and the nurse will take two little maids to help take care of the child. ”

She can't say it in front of her mother, she said the same thing at the beginning, but Zhao Ling said something with a hippie smile, "You think there are more people now, and you will only feel fewer people in the future······

Fu Tingyun's expression showed a little embarrassment.

Mrs. Fu thought she was losing face, so she changed the topic with a smile: "Have you started looking for a nurse?" ”

Fu Tingyun nodded again and again: "The ninth master inquired with his colleagues, and everyone said that the nurses in Daxing Mansion were good, that is, the nurses in the palace, and most of them came from Daxing." It just so happened that the ninth master had a brother who was on an errand in Daxing Mansion, so he looked for him, and he had already helped him see several times, just waiting for the New Year to settle down. ”

Mrs. Fu bowed slightly.

This Zhao Ling can be seen that he likes Quan Hui very much in his heart, otherwise, how could he, a man, ask about these things in every detail.

She couldn't help but take her daughter's hand and told her again: "The ninth master treats you so well, you can't let him down." ”

Why does her mother tell her like this every time she meets, as if she is the character of a water-based poplar

Fu Tingyun was a little unhappy, and said coquettishly: "I'm good to him, I make the clothes, shoes and shoes for him all year round, and he is going to enter the palace on an errand on his birthday, I got up before him and made him a bowl of longevity noodles with my own hands......"

Mrs. Fu looked at her and smiled, making Fu Tingyun laugh a little unfree: "You, what do you mean by this?" ”

"Isn't that what you're supposed to do?" Madame Fu looked at her with a smile.

Fu Tingyun's face turned red.

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Seeing off her daughter, Mrs. Fu leaned on the big pillow at the head of the bed and was stunned.

Xiuzhu's family didn't dare to disturb, and cleaned up the tea cup lightly.

Mrs. Fu suddenly said, "What did the young grandmother send to Quan Hui?" ”

It's like having eyes on the back!

Why did he say such things like a ghost just now?

Xiu Zhujia muttered in his heart, and heard Mrs. Fu say as if she was emotional and explained: "I know the temperament of the young grandmother, she is a real famous lady, although she is cowardly, she can't do such a despicable thing, since she knows that Quan Hui is pregnant, how can she congratulate Quan Hui." ”

"It's still madame." Xiuzhu's family sincerely admired, "The young grandmother found a few old clothes of the eldest young master and gave them to my aunt, saying that it was to let my aunt give birth to a noble son early." ”

When Mrs. Fu heard this, a trace of pain flashed on her face: "I regret it so much!" He shouldn't have listened to his father and left him in Kyoto, if he had followed me in Huayin, how could he have become what he is now! ”

It took a long time for the Xiuzhu family to understand that the "he" that Mrs. Fu was talking about originally referred to Fu Ting.