"Isn't that a slave happy!" Mao Tongtong raised his head and grinned.

Seeing that her face was ruddy, and her chin, which was still a little sharp before, had also become rounded, he couldn't help but reach out and pinch it, "Tongtong has been raised these days." ”

"Ah, do you think the slave has gained weight?" Mao Tongtong suddenly made a bitter gourd face.

She actually walks in the yard every day. Helplessly, after the appetite improved, the speed of growing flesh on this body became faster and faster. She herself looked in the mirror, and it is estimated that after a while, her double chin will grow.

The eighth master hugged her, lowered his head and looked at her carefully, a smile appeared between his eyebrows, and said, "You should also grow some meat!" It's good now. ”

More than a month ago, although Mao Tongtong's symptoms were not serious, he still looked like he had lost weight. This will be considered to be raised.

The eighth master hasn't come to see her much these days, and he doesn't worry much about it. Now it's time to relax.

Mao Tongtong snuggled in the arms of the eighth master, and he couldn't help touching his cheeks, and pouted: "If the slave and maid get fat, the master is not allowed to dislike it." ”

The eighth master looked at her funny and said, "I want you to grow more meat, so that the master's son can grow better." ”

"Son?" Mao Tongtong raised her eyebrows and said, "The slave thinks it's a daughter." ”

The ancients were patriarchal, and everyone looked forward to having a son. But it is not up to her to give birth to a son and a daughter, so it is better to give the eighth master a vaccination as soon as possible, so as not to be too disappointed in the future.

"Tongtong likes her daughter?" Eight Masters said.

"My daughter is Eniang's intimate little padded jacket! Of course I love my daughter! Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

"But the master likes his son." As he spoke, the eighth master sat down with Mao Tongtong in his arms, touched her lower abdomen, which had begun to bulge slightly, and said, "Let's give birth to a son for my lord first, and then have a daughter." ”

"Ye is really funny, as if the slave maid wants to give birth to whatever she wants!" Mao Tongtong said with a smile: "The child is already in the belly of the slave, whether it is a son or a daughter, it has long been doomed." The slave and maid only wish that the child is healthy and healthy. ”

"That's it." The eighth master nodded and said, "What do you say when the house doctor comes to check the pulse in the past few days?" ”

The eighth master specially explained that the house doctor would come to check Mao Tongtong's pulse every ten days.

"It's good to say that the tire is stable!" Mao Tongtong said.

"That's good." The eighth master's expression was relieved, and he said: "Seeing that the end of the year is approaching, the master will probably be busier, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you." Don't be sloppy yourself, if there is anything to do, let people come to the master. ”

"The slave and maid stay in the yard every day, what can they do! Don't worry, the slave is fine! Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

It's just that in order to avoid trouble, she doesn't even go to the garden in the house now, so it's a little boring. After all, her yard is so big, and if she doesn't go out all day, it's not easy to live for a long time.

The eighth master nodded, and suddenly remembered what he had just heard Mao Tongtong say outside the house, and couldn't help laughing: "Well, I see that you are indeed okay." It's just a lot of gluttony! ”

As soon as he said that he was greedy, Mao Tongtong was aggrieved. Before, I was happy and had no appetite, but now I have an appetite, but I can't eat many things. Mama Luo fully fulfilled her duties at this time, and was very careful about what she entered. But anything that is not good for the body is not allowed to eat. But there are some things that I know are not good, but I still crave this taste. For example, the barbecue she just talked about to the baby.

"It's not the slave's gluttony, it's the baby's gluttony!" Mao Tongtong pointed to his stomach confidently.

Regarding Mao Tongtong's behavior of using children as shields, the eighth master also looked funny, and said: "Okay, good, it's all what children want to eat." Tongtong told his master, what else do you want to eat? Master, I'll let someone get it for you. ”

"I want to eat popsicles!"

"Pregnant women can't eat ice."

"I want to eat watermelon!"

"Pregnant women can't eat cold."

"I want to eat lychees!"

The eighth master finally couldn't help it, and said, "Together, you have to eat what you can't eat!" ”

"But the slave really wants to eat!" Mao Tongtong looked aggrieved.

The eighth master was helpless, so he had to coax him with a good temper, "Tongtong is good, when you finish giving birth, you can eat as much as you want." Ye will definitely not stop you when the time comes. I'm going to put up with it, okay? ”

"Master, you talk to Mama Luo, don't care about the slave and maid too tight! Some things are eaten once or twice without tightness. Mao Tongtong pulled the sleeve of the eighth master and whispered.

"What won't Mama let you eat?" The eighth master asked.

"Kebab!" Mao Tongtong pouted.

This deep resentment finally made the eighth master couldn't help laughing, "You, you, you, you have gone around in such a big circle, it turns out that the purpose is this!" ”

"The slave said that she would eat two skewers, but Mama didn't let me!" Mao Tongtong said sullenly.

Mama Luo was waiting on the side, listening to Mao Tongtong's complaint, she couldn't help but step forward and said, "The slave maid is also thinking about Gege's body." You've been getting a little hot lately, and if you eat something grilled, I'm afraid it's even hotter. ”

"On fire?" The eighth master smiled when he heard this, looked at Mao Tongtong, his face was very smooth, and he didn't see any signs of fire.

Mao Tongtong turned his face slightly red, as if he was a little shy.

Mama Luo replied seriously: "Autumn is dry in Japan, and Gege likes spicy food recently." And the things that are on fire are mostly cold, and the slaves and maids are also thinking about prevention. ”

Mao Tongtong breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Mama Luo would tell the truth. She has indeed been on fire these days, but her bowel movements are not very smooth. It's just that if you talk to the eighth master, it's too indecent.

"Mama has a point." The eighth master nodded in agreement, looked at Mao Tongtong and said, "The master can't rely on you this time." If you're really going to get angry, it's you who will be uncomfortable. ”

Mao Tongtong pursed his lips and said, "Hmph, I didn't say it when I was a slave." ”

"There are more delicious things, so it's better to let the kitchen get something that's good for your body." The eighth master said: "You are also going to be a mother, obedient." ”

"Is the master here to teach the slave a lesson?" Mao Tongtong said angrily. She thought that she could feast on the eighth master! Who knows if there's another one to care about her!

"You, this temperament is getting bigger and bigger." The eighth master couldn't help but laugh.

Mao Tongtong turned his head not to look at the eighth master, and protested with silence.

"Really ignore me?" The eighth master leaned over and asked.

Mao Tongtong looked unmoved.

"Hey, the master also asked Xiao Xuzi to buy the roast duck of Xian Weiju. Since Tongtong doesn't welcome the master, then the master should go back to the front yard and eat by himself. The eighth master said in an aggrieved tone.

Mao Tongtong's eyes lit up as soon as possible, and he hurriedly said, "Master is not allowed to go!" ”

"Hey, I ignored my grandfather just now!" The eighth master looked surprised.

"What you just said is true?" Mao Tongtong asked.

"What's really fake?" The eighth master was deliberately puzzled.

"Oh, it's about buying roast duck!" Mao Tongtong said urgently.