Chunqing looked at Jiang Qin's expression of incurable constipation for many years, and her mood was extremely happy, even the baby in her belly seemed to know her mood at this time, and swam a few times very cooperatively. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A person like Jiang Qin has to be cleaned up before she can stop for a while, otherwise who knows what unbelievable moths she will make at this dinner table to affect her appetite.

Chunqing felt that being cousins with Jiang Qin was really eight lifetimes of blood mold.

Fortunately, she has a good husband who is not only handsome but also has a high position of power, but also trusts her and loves her, otherwise she would have been provoked by Jiang Qin so much, it is estimated that she would have been tied up and thrown out of the sinking pond by Wuhua at this time.

One corpse, two lives!

An unhappy woman is a madman, a happy woman is a fool, and a super happy woman is a child.

At this time, Chunqing, a child and Shuangrui, are ghostly, you are talking poorly, and you are very happy.

Originally, because of the episode, the atmosphere at the dinner table was awkward, dull and weird, but it was made a fuss by Chunqing and Shuangrui, the living treasures, and soon laughter and laughter followed.

Especially Chunqing's mother, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, looking at her pair of daughters with a loving face, and most of the depression in her heart was lost because of Jiang Qin's matter.

What could be more comforting than looking at your daughter's flower-like smile!

Moreover, what Chunqing said last time he came back was really good, the food in the Zhenguo Mansion was really good, especially this stir-fried shrimp, which was a must.

I knew that I should bring Chunqing's father too, he loves to eat this the most.

It's a pity.

Only Jiang Qin, Chunqing's laughter and Song Hui's doting gaze when he looked at Chunqing, for her, it was like termites transiting, gnawing at her internal organs and pain.

After eating and gossiping for a while, Chunqing's mother left with Shuangrui and Jiang Qin.

"I'm going to send my mother-in-law home." Song Hui got up and said.

Some things must be made clear to the father-in-law and mother-in-law, so as not to lure the wolf into the house, and they don't know what Mr. Dongguo did.

You know, how many things are causing trouble, and it is difficult to prevent thieves!

Hearing Song Hui's words, Jiang Qin's eyes moved, and some blood regained on his pale face.

Why did the prince send us back in person, could it be that he actually had doubts about what he said in his heart, and wanted to ask clearly in private?

Thinking like this, Jiang Qin immediately withered wood and returned to spring.

After Song Hui led her mother and them away, Chunqing quickly took off her weird little hurdle with a high collar and replaced it.

Covered in sweat, dog days are nothing more than that.

Fortunately, my mother didn't plan to leave after dinner, or Chunqing would have to cover the prickly heat.

After putting the honeysuckle dew into half a bottle in the bathtub, Bai Zhi served Chunqing to take a hot bath and waited for her to rest on the soft collapse.

Chunqing half-squinted her eyes and gently rubbed her bulging lower abdomen, while Bai Zhi moved an embroidery pier and sat at Chunqing's feet to beat her legs.

After talking all morning, I really feel a little sore back.

The north wind is howling outside the window, and the interior is quiet and beautiful.

Smelling the faint fruity fragrance on the tip of her nose, Chunqing simply fell in love with this evil old society.

"Grandma, what about those dim sum fruits in the kitchen?" Bai Lu's eyes were shining, and he rushed in.

Before rushing in, she didn't know that Chunqing had stopped, and Bai Lu was extremely excited, and her voice was not ordinarily loud.

So the first two words of this sentence were shouted very shakingly.

This can't be blamed on her, who let Song Hui buy so many snacks at one time and come back, and Bai Lu is a complete foodie.

Her heart had long been shocked by the hundreds of pounds of snacks in the kitchen.

But as soon as he entered the room and found Chunqing lying with his eyes closed, Bai Lu immediately spoke, his voice fell in vain, and he finished the rest of the words in a low voice.

So, the maids and ladies walking in the courtyard of Mingzhitang thought that Bai Lu was just shouting those two words in a gloomy dantian without knowing why.

"Great! **Milk! ”

I couldn't help but feel soft under everyone's feet, and looked at the main house of Mingzhitang unbelievably.

And Chunqing was suddenly embarrassed by this title, and her cheeks turned crimson.

Xiao Bailu, although your grandmother and I have grown into a big kumquat from a small kumquat, you can't shout like that.

Do you know to keep a low profile.

"This thing can't stand up, put two boxes and send it to Yichun Yuan, send one box each to the third room and the four sides, and pick up a few pieces of mung bean crisp and pea yellow to send me over," Chunqing lay on the soft collapse and ordered: "The rest, you can share it." ”

Bai Lu didn't realize how shocking her own words were, and after listening to Chunqing's instructions intently, she turned around and walked away.

As I walked, I wondered in my heart, is the reason why the eldest grandmother has such a ruddy face because she is happy to see her wife and second lady? Or is it because today's lunch is extraordinarily rich!

Bai Zhi looked at Bai Lu's back, and sighed weakly in her heart.

Who will marry this girl in the future!

It's really sad.

Chunqing's mother's family came over, and Tian originally wanted to take advantage of the old lady's good mood and beg her to let go of Jingruo, but the old lady didn't let go no matter what she said.

As long as he thought of Jing Ruo kneeling alone in the cold and damp ancestral hall, Tian's nose was sour, and his heart felt as if he had been rubbed by hot sand and stones.

Coming out of Yichun Garden, Tian's heart was depressed and his chest was suffocated, but he happened to meet the fat maid of Mingzhitang who was happily sending snacks around.

"It's all Chunqing's little slut, if it weren't for her, how could Jingruo be locked up in the ancestral hall." Tian Shi looked at Bai Lu's round back, took a sip fiercely, turned his face and asked Mama Tian, "Nurse, have you inquired why Jingruo stole the vase to be silver?" ”

Mama Tian shook her head, "The old slave asked all the maids in front of the second lady, but none of them knew. ”

"The one who went to the pawnshop with her doesn't know?" Tian was a little unconvinced.

Jingruo even went to a thatched house with that girl, could she not know that Jingruo stole the vase!

Mama Tian sighed and said: "She knows everything, but you also know that she is a dead eye, and there is only the second miss in her eyes, and the old slave can't ask, it should be that the second miss was specially instructed before being closed in the ancestral hall." ”

Tian was stunned for a moment, and then sighed helplessly.

Such a faithful servant cannot be tortured.

But is this the end of it?

Tian was not reconciled.

"Hey, what's that?" Mama Tian suddenly pointed to something that shimmered with a multicolored luster not far in front of her and said.

Tian took his thoughts and looked at Mama Tian's hand.

Mama Tian walked a few steps quickly, bent down to pick it up, patted the ash on it, and handed it to Tian, "Madam, it's a purse." ”

A pine-green purse with several spotted bamboos embroidered with gold thread.

Just by the color and texture, it is impossible to tell whether the owner of this purse is a man or a woman. (To be continued.) )