But it's useless to be speechless, now this little thing is in Gu Jin's stomach, beating, beating, training, and can't understand, so he can only let him toss.

No wonder his Ah Jin's belly is so big, but his body is only a little rounder, it turns out that the reason is here.

It's not easy to have the round face you have now, right?

At this time, Uncle Zhang said outside the door that the washing water had been prepared, and Gu Jin waved him to go quickly.

"Go wash up, eat something later, and get some rest."

"Okay, don't be too tired." Shen Jingcheng was still a little uneasy before leaving.

"Got it." Gu Jin agreed with a smile.

These days, she is watching her belly grow, which is an experience she has never had, novel and a little apprehensive at the same time.

With such a big belly, I don't know how old this child is and how he will give birth when the time comes.

But it's all like this, but the cook always says that this is just right, not very big, not very small, just right.

Gu Jin was relieved when she heard this, after all, although her belly was a lot bigger, because this little thing didn't let her rest since she could kick people, she walked like this every day, so she didn't have any trouble walking now, and even sometimes, she felt that she could walk like flying, and her movement was not hindered at all.

Especially every time the doctor diagnoses Ping'an's pulse, he will say that she is in good health and there is no problem at all, and she is more relieved.

Shen Jingcheng washed up and ate, chatted with Gu Jin for a while and fell asleep.

Gu Jin sat beside him, quietly looking at his sleeping face, his eyes full of distress.

Sometimes, she also wondered if she and Shen Jingcheng were people who didn't know anything, wouldn't they be so hard, just like in their previous life, they would die in a blur, or even in a daze.

You don't have to think about how to live, how to live well, how to not be crushed to death by a random finger.

When he woke up the next day, Shen Jingcheng was already refreshed, he asked about the things in the store, and began to review his homework and prepare for next year's Spring Festival.

Gu Jin of the shop takes good care of it, and the accounts will be reconciled with Jiang Zhengshu and Fu Yuhui every month, and they are basically developing in a good direction.

Even, because with the bustle of the shop street, their original idle shops have already been rented out, and there are a few small merchants with family resources, because they can't rent shops, they also specially bought the foundation here, ready to build their own houses and shops.

As the days slipped away, Shen Jingcheng's caravan did not go out again after returning on the eighteenth day of the lunar month, and the shops were put on all kinds of festive supplies, there used to be a market every ten days, but now it is like a market almost every day, and the people in the surrounding ten miles and eight villages, some come to sell things, and some come to buy things, and people come and go.

Outside the courtyard of the Shen family behind the street, Gu Jin had a big belly, listening to the shouting and buzzing from the street, and there was a smile in his eyes.

On the afternoon of the twenty-ninth day of the year, all the shops were closed, and the shopkeepers were taken back by their families with a smile on the income of this small half year, and for a while only Fu Yu was left on the street of the shop.

On the morning of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Fu Yu stood in the courtyard, looking at this empty patio, and his heart was empty.

After becoming the chief shopkeeper, he spent almost in the bustle since he opened his eyes every day, and now he was very uncomfortable in the face of this death-like silence.

It's the end of the year, everyone else has a home to go back to, but he is alone, and he doesn't even have anyone to talk to.

But just when he was stunned, Fu Yu suddenly heard a sound outside the door, and walked to the shop in front suspiciously, and when he opened the door, he saw Shen Jingcheng with Gu Jin and Gu Xiu, brushing the paste on both sides of the door.

"Good shopkeeper Fu." Shen Jingcheng immediately smiled when he saw him, and then pointed to a pot of paste next to him and asked, "Can Shopkeeper Fu help paste the Spring Festival couplets?"

"Absolutely." Fu Yu nodded hurriedly, and when he saw that there was only one brush in the basin, he immediately went back to the yard and took a broom and a small basin for brushing the pot, and when he came back, he poured some into the small basin from the basin full of paste, and then took the broom and dipped the paste and began to brush it.

"Ah Jin, embroider some Spring Festival couplets for Ah Xiu, let Ah Xiu and Fu shopkeeper paste them, let's paste them together." Shen Jingcheng was a little flattering to Gu Jin.

Gu Jin glared at him angrily, he knew what Shen Jingcheng meant, so he could only reluctantly give some Spring Festival couplets to Gu Xiu, and let Gu Xiu paste the Spring Festival couplets with Fu Yu.

After knowing that Shen Jingcheng had this meaning, Gu Jin began to observe Fu Yu, this person is really like what Shen Jingcheng said, he is very reliable in doing things for others, and he has never overstepped it. Temporarily, in addition to carrying an unsightly identity on his back, this person is really impeccable.

It's just that such a good person, can he take a fancy to Gu Xiu?

Although she also thinks Gu Xiu is very good, but her identity and knowledge are very different after all, in case she gives Gu Xiu an expectation, but the result is unsatisfactory, how can she face Gu Xiu?

And Shen Jingcheng is obviously better than she thinks, others can't see it, but he and Fu Yu have been together for many years, what does every action mean, he understands it very well, as far as he saw Gu Xiu, he subconsciously bent the corner of his eyes, how could he not know, this kid is interested in his sister-in-law?

It's a pity that this person has a good brain in business, but he is as slow as wood emotionally, and he has been doing it for several months, and he usually doesn't even say a word to his sister-in-law, so he is simply blind to his good face and good brain.

There are twenty shops in the shop street, except for a few shops that have been rented out, and the people who have rented the shops have pasted the Spring Festival couplets when they leave, the other shops that belong to his family have not been pasted, and several shops add up, even the courtyard behind the door of the shop, as well as the yard of the Shen family, the yard of the hired worker, and the amount of work is still not small.

When a few people finished posting the Spring Festival, it was almost noon, and Shen Jingcheng called Fu Yu, who was going back to the shop: "Fu Shopkeeper come to eat at home, you are not good at cooking alone, and you will come over for a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together at night, it will be lively."

Fu Yu had never been invited during the New Year, and when he was hesitating about whether it would be good like this, he was grabbed by Shen Jingcheng's arm and walked towards the courtyard of the Shen family.

After eating at noon, he started to make dumplings in the afternoon, because he was even made by hired servants and servants, men didn't know how to do this, so Gu Jin and Gu Xiu started together.

Gu Jin made dumplings a must, and when he took a skin, he almost pinched it was a round dumpling, and Gu Xiu was not far behind, and the dumplings were also fast and good.

After wrapping the dumplings, they are going to worship their ancestors, of course, Shen Jingcheng and Gu Jin have no ancestors to sacrifice, they are sacrificing Jiang Zhengshu's family.

But even so, they did not have a grave to sacrifice, but every year they drew a circle on the ground, placed the first three bowls of dumplings and some chicken, duck and fish meat from the pot of Chinese New Year's Eve rice, and then knelt down facing south and lit paper money.

"Immortals who have passed by, these silver coins are burned to the wife of Jiang Zhengshu's Jiang family, the old woman's name is Fang Taozhi, she is not alone over there, she also has her children and grandchildren, the sky is high and the road is far away, the old woman is tired, you must not dare to rob these silver coins, she is in the world, she is in charge of it, not a lonely ghost, you can not be bullied......

Jiang Zhengshu was chattering sentence by sentence, and Shen Jingcheng was quietly burning the paper money for the Jiang family in Jiang Zhengshu's chatter.

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