Forgot to lock the seam?

Looking at Jiang Qin's slightly flustered back, Chunqing couldn't help but wonder in her heart, could this quilt really be embroidered by her staying up late. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chunqing raised her eyebrows, she couldn't believe it.

Taking advantage of Jiang Qin's absence, Chunqing's mother took Chunqing's hand and said in a low voice: "You help your cousin keep an eye on it, see if there is a suitable person, your cousin is not young." ”

Qin'er is thoughtful and thin-skinned, unlike her two daughters, who are as thick-skinned as the corners of the city wall, and don't know what blushing is.

Chunqing's mother was afraid that Jiang Qin would be hearty when she heard such words, and she spoke quickly.

Chunqing didn't want to care about Jiang Qin's affairs.

She knew Jiang Qin too well.

If this family business is introduced by her, she will have a good life in the future, if she has a good life, Jiang Qin can make her restless.

She didn't want to provoke this matter!

It's just that if she doesn't agree, first, her mother will be in a hurry, and second, maybe her mother will take her own initiative to marry Jiang Qin.

At that time, Jiang Qin was dissatisfied, and the chickens and dogs in the Shilang Mansion were small, and the mother was sad and sad.

So Chunqing nodded, "My daughter knows, don't worry about this matter." ”

Song Hui glanced at Chunqing thoughtfully.

"Daughter, your mother has always known that pregnant people will inevitably have a greater appetite than others, but ......" explained Jiang Qin's marriage, Chunqing's mother was relieved, and began to talk about Chunqing's weight, glanced at Song Hui out of the corner of her eye, and lowered her voice: "It's just that you can't eat unscrupulously." ”

As she spoke, Chunqing's mother pointed to a table of dim sum piled up like a hill and said, "Look, it's just a snack, you make it look like you want to open a dim sum shop, and if you continue to eat like this, what will you be fat when you are born." Daughter, do it in moderation. ”

Chunqing glanced at the dim sum mountain in front of Shuangrui and silently looked at someone.

said in my heart: Mother, where is this, in order to welcome you, our prince has bought more than 280 catties of dim sum!

Look at Bai Lu happily, walk with the wind, two eyes are bright and thieves are bright!

It is estimated that when the dim sum mountain disappears, words such as big shoulders and round tiger backs will no longer be enough to describe my little white dew.

"Hey, daughter, why does the collar of your dress look so ......" Chunqing's mother stared at Chunqing's tall weird collar, thought for a moment, and said, "Is this year's trendy model?" ”

"Poof!" Song Hui didn't hold back this time, and squirted out a mouthful of tea.

My mother-in-law is so funny to talk about.

In order to hide his embarrassment, he immediately pretended to cough, and muttered to himself, "I've been coughing lately, probably because of the wind." ”

Chunqing's mother glanced at Song Hui suspiciously, coughing when the wind was blowing, and why did she even have such a hard time drinking tea, it seems that the body of the prince is not good.

Fortunately, I had a child in time, otherwise I would have ...... in the future

We Chunqing haven't been sick since we were born!

Comprehending his mother-in-law's sweeping eyes, Song Hui suddenly felt not very good.

No man wants others to say that he is weak, especially if this person is still his daughter-in-law's mother.

In addition to being embarrassed, Song Hui became worried.

In case the mother-in-law is interested in Chunqing's collar and wants to study it, the scar on Chunqing's neck will be exposed.

Thinking about it, Song Hui immediately said: "She has been a little chilly recently, so she deliberately asked people to make her collar high." ”

After that, Song Hui looked at Chunqing with a smug face, daughter-in-law, I'm witty.

Chunqing glanced at Song Hui.

You are afraid of the cold, in order to make her mother feel the warm welcome of Mingzhitang, Song Hui specially asked people to light double the fire dragon in the house, and Chunqing is now covered in white sweat.

She couldn't fathom someone's strange understanding of the word "warm."

"Pregnant people are inevitably afraid of cold and heat, and there is no problem." Looking at Song Hui's nervous expression, Chunqing's mother said with relief.

But in my heart, I am happy, and this son of this world is really interested in Chunqing.

If you are weak, you will be weak, anyway, you can't afford to eat anything in the Zhenguo Mansion, as long as you treat Chunqing with sincerity.

It's just that I'm afraid that this heir will be more and more difficult in the future.

Thinking like this, Chunqing's mother felt that the fetus in Chunqing's womb at this time was not easy to come by, and hurriedly instructed Bai Zhi, "Go and get her a small quilt, although the room is warm, you still have to pay more attention to it, and you can't catch a cold." ”

Bai Zhi has been standing behind Chunqing, and she can see the sweat gushing down the back of Chunqing's neck, this is going to add a bed and quilt, and the grandmother is not ...... Heat stroke in the winter, this is also no one.

Bai Zhi glanced at her grandmother distressedly, and resolutely turned around to hug the quilt.

Compared with making the grandmother suffer from heat stroke, it seems that the scar on the grandmother's neck is more terrible when the lady finds it.

Looking at her cute little Bai Zhi coming over with a small quilt with a sad face, Chunqing looked up to the sky and wailed in her heart, she really wanted to go over.

Mother, you are really my mother!

As she spoke, Jiang Qin came out of the room with light steps, her eyebrows drooping slightly, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

The white peony behind her had a solemn expression.

The hug quilt has clearly been locked, why did Miss Cousin disassemble the lock and lock it again?

And she knew that she had a needle and thread in her sleeve, which was a crimson cotton thread for the seams, so why did she have to let me take the sewing basket from the house?

She doesn't need it!

No wonder the eldest grandmother has always disliked Miss Biao, her mind is really like a needle in the sea, which is difficult to understand.

"Is that wooden comb engraved with Gillian in my cousin's house the same one my brother gave you that day?" Jiang Qin asked as he sat down, the corners of his eyes lit up.

Chunqing's mother's heart jumped suddenly.

When did Brother Huan send Chun Qingmu comb? It's also engraved and Dilian!

This is not an ordinary gift, if you want to care, this is a private gift before marriage.

Qin'er, this kid doesn't have any heart at all, how can he say such words in front of the prince, isn't this adding to the blockage between Chunqing and the prince.

I couldn't help but look at Song Hui worriedly.

Jiang Qin also looked at Song Hui with a smile on his face, with a strong expectation in his heart.

This private giving is a suspicion of uncleanness before marriage.

She just wants to ruin Chunqing's beautiful image in Song Hui's heart, and she just wants to insert a stinger between Chunqing and Song Hui.

Of course, my brother wouldn't give Chunqing any wooden comb engraved with Dilian, but who can prove such an unverifiable thing!

She said she sent it, and that was it.

For such an inconspicuous object as a comb, of course the prince would not personally ask where Chunqing bought it, and no matter how eloquent Chunqing was, she couldn't explain it clearly.

Chunqing turned her face to look at Jiang Qin deeply, and said lukewarmly: "Cousin, my cousin has never given me any wooden comb, I think my cousin remembered it wrong." ”

Jiang Qin smiled: "How could I be mistaken, did my cousin forget?" I was there when my brother gave you this and the wooden comb that day, and I still remember that you were so ashamed that your face was flushed, and you turned around and ran away! As he spoke, he glanced at Song Hui out of the corner of his eye. (To be continued.) )