Chunqing felt that Tian's head must have been squeezed by the door frame when she went out, otherwise anyone with a discerning eye could see that the old lady didn't like this aunt, what did she do and be so diligent to death. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When Chunqing returned to Meiji Hall, Song Hui was holding a copy of Kyushu Zhi, and the corners of his mouth were raised to be silly, and his expression was like a superb middle two boy with a lot of joy.

Kyushu Chronicles, to put it bluntly, is the current geographical atlas, but there is a little more relevant description on it, and it is particularly official, especially not vivid and not vivid.

Chunqing really can't understand this kind of thing, what Song Huile is.

Of course, Chunqing couldn't understand it, although Song Hui was staring at Kyushu Zhi, his mind was full of his little goblins.

If Chunqing looked closely, she would find that the Kyushu Chronicles in Song Hui's hand were head-down.

Seeing Chunqing come in, Song Hui closed the book and stared at Chunqing with burning eyes, "I want to eat noodles at noon." "It's very tsundere.

Belch...... Chunqing suddenly rolled her eyes, this goods, still remember!

Moreover, you are a famous prince, a big celebrity in front of the emperor, is it really good to be so arrogant?

Chunqing walked slowly to Song Hui's side, and sat down slowly next to him, "It's okay, I'll give you noodles at noon, and I'll eat garlic sprouts fried bacon, hot kidney flowers, sour bamboo shoots and ham, lotus leaf tofu, ......"

Chunqing snapped her fingers and said with a serious expression, her long eyelashes flashing like a feather fan.

Song Huideng's face darkened.

"Goblin, you did it on purpose!" Song Hui took Chunqing to his chest, leaned over and bit her ear gently, "You little conscienceless, you will be angry with me." ”

Chunqing pushed Song Hui away with his waist, "What do you say, don't wronged a good person, you want to eat noodles yourself." He said with a smile, his eyes sly.

Song Hui hatefully pinched her pink face in the red of spring and white, and whispered in her ear: "When you give birth to a child, see how I take revenge!" ”

Chunqing's cheeks suddenly turned crimson, and Song Hui laughed.

"I won't tell you, I'll go and make a face." Chunqing's shy and pretty eyes flowed, glanced at Song Hui, and got up to leave.

Song Hui grabbed Chunqing with his backhand, "I'm kidding you, what kind of noodles do you have, your belly is so big, you are not allowed to cook in the future." The tone was gentle, but domineering, "Let the mother-in-law in the kitchen cook whatever you eat, if they don't make it sweet, you can let Bazhen Pavilion send it." ”

Does that mean let me order takeout?

Song Hui paused for a moment, and said with concern: "You can rest in bed now, don't move if you have nothing to do." ”

"That's not going to work." Chunqing immediately refused.

In ancient times, there was no caesarean section, it was all up to the mother's efforts, and the later she was pregnant, the more she should walk around frequently, so that it would be easier to give birth.

Why do the concubines in the palace give birth to so many difficult births and deaths, but the women in the countryside give birth one after another, nothing happens.

In addition to artificial framing, the main reason is that once those mothers are pregnant, they think that they are paper paste, the wind can't blow and the sun can't dry, and they carefully hold their stomachs every day as if they are holding a cornucopia, for fear of stumbling, while the women in the countryside are doing farm work all day long, and they are active every day.

Life is in motion.

The medical conditions in ancient times were so poor, in order to avoid two deaths in one corpse, Chunqing felt that she had to exercise hard.

"Why not?" Song Hui asked.

"I haven't heard of anyone who doesn't cook or move around when they're pregnant, my grandmother and the third aunt and the fourth aunt all said that it is good to be diligent in the late stage of pregnancy." Regarding the comparison between the palace lady and the country woman, Chunqing naturally didn't dare to say to Song Hui that Concubine Ru was still in the palace.

And he is also the head of the concubines.

"Really?" Song Hui looked puzzled, "Grandmother really said it?" ”

Chunqing nodded seriously, "Naturally it's true, otherwise how would I know!" The more squeamish you are, the harder it is to give birth. ”

"Well, yes." Chunqing said so, Song Hui nodded convincingly, "You are so stupid, you must have known what your grandmother said." ”

Chunqing hated and hated Song Hui and glanced at him, hum, I'm smart!

At noon, a few meat and vegetarian dishes were crackled and cleaned up after a few crackles, and a table was set up.

The ancients paid attention to eating silently and not talking, but when they ate with Song Hui, Chunqing always wanted to say something.

"You know what, my aunt and grandmother are coming." Chunqing took a sip of sea buckthorn juice and said to Song Hui.

"What auntie." Song Hui concentrated on eating the hot waist flower made by Chunqing, and said without raising his head.

It's so delicious!

"It's your aunt! Grandfather's sister. Chunqing said with wide eyes, "When I just went to Yichun Yuan to deliver sea buckthorn juice to my grandmother, I happened to catch up with my grandmother who had just gotten a letter. ”

Song Hui was immediately hit by the waist flower stalk in his mouth, coughed twice, coughed tears came out, and looked up at Chunqing with red eyes, "You mean, my father's sister-in-law, my sister-in-law, the aunt who married to Shandong is coming?" ”

Chunqing felt that when Song Hui said this, his expression was as frightened as if he had seen a ghost.

Why is it that everyone in the family is so frightened when they mention this aunt, and where is this aunt sacred.

Chunqing nodded, "Yes, aren't you just such an aunt." ”

Song Hui immediately had something called despair in his eyes, chewed the waist flower in his mouth fiercely, and said, "Chunqing, when my aunt and grandmother come, we can hide if we can." ”

In fact, Song Hui is not afraid of his aunt, he is really worried that his aunt and grandmother will bully Chunqing, Chunqing has a big belly, what if he gets angry and hurts the fetus.

"This aunt is very ......" Chunqing lowered her head and thought for a moment, then found a word that she thought was appropriate and said, "Is it very fierce and evil?" ”

Song Hui sighed in his heart, how much more!

If it's just that she looks fierce and vicious, it's not terrible, but the terrible thing is that his aunt and grandmother are full of moths, and she is uncomfortable if she doesn't toss for a day.

"Also, I heard that my aunt is going to bring her granddaughter here, so you can introduce me first, so that I don't make people laugh at it." Chunqing said.

Song Hui's aunt and grandmother is a granddaughter, and her name is painted heart.

As soon as he heard that she was coming, Song Hui's mouth trembled, and he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, but he didn't know where to start.

Song Hui, who had no clue, told Chunqing about the various bad deeds of his aunt and grandmother and this little cousin, and Chunqing was stunned when he heard it.

Although Song Hui did not describe a complete incident from beginning to end, from Song Hui's words with a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west, Chunqing roughly summed up one point, that is, this aunt and grandmother and this cousin are by no means good.

In the middle of the afternoon, the entire Zhenguo Mansion knew the shocking news.

However, not everyone is crying and frightened, after all, this aunt is married to the largest wealthy businessman in Shandong, and she has money, and many people are still worried about behaving well in front of this aunt and making some rewards.

After Tian left Yichun Yuan, he did not go back to her house, but went straight to Erlang's room with a wind under his feet.

As soon as he entered the door, Tian looked at Erlang with a mysterious face, until he saw a layer of hair in Erlang's heart, Tian took Erlang's hand with his eyebrows fluttering, and said slowly: "My son has grown up, it's time to discuss marriage." ”