Ping'er felt funny when she saw Wang Xifeng's duplicity. After all, grandma still cares about someone, Ping'er said: "My uncle's status is different now. Although he is a second-class bodyguard, he is also an official in both the Hedao and Shuitian yamen. He has a lot of official duties every day. Every yamen was delayed for an hour or two, and half a day passed."
Wang Xifeng said: "No matter how great an official is, he cannot stay home at night."
Ping'er laughed again when he heard the sound. Only then did Sister Feng realize that there was something wrong in her words. She couldn't help but have a faint blush on her face, and scolded: "If you want to talk too much, go and guard outside the yard. He has never been to the Wang family, so how can he find a way out."
Ping'er responded and went out. Halfway through the Wang family's front yard and back door, I saw Uncle Rong and Brother Qiang in the front yard. Uncle Wang Jiaren, sitting opposite, was entertaining them.
It turned out that Uncle Rong had just arrived, and when he entered, he happened to meet Wang Ren who was returning from gambling. Wang Ren didn't recognize Jia Rong, but he had met Jia Qiang a few times, and only after introductions did he agree to come over to entertain her.
Jia Rong listened to Wang Ren's words, but her thoughts went to Fei Wang Xifeng. I remember in my heart that today is Sister Feng's birthday, and I really don't want to delay it any longer, so I turn my head and look out the window from time to time.
Uncle Rong was overjoyed when he saw a figure opposite him. He sighed and said, "Uncle thinks highly of his nephew, and Aunt Feng makes most of the decisions in the family. Today is Aunt Feng's birthday, and my nephew really can't bear to delay. It's too late to go to my aunt's courtyard to pay her respects and congratulate her on her birthday." "
When Wang Ren heard this, he looked suspicious. He asked, "Brother Rong has a really close relationship with my sister. I came here today to wish Feng a happy birthday?"
It's not a matter of tightness, as long as it's big enough, it won't matter whoever changes it.
Jia Rong replied calmly: "Although Aunt Feng is only one or two years older than me, I took more care of her when we were at Jia's house. Ning Rong and Rong are the same family. If something happens in Ning Guo's house, it will probably be... Aunt Xiang helps. As a nephew, I can't forget how good she is. If we get separated and people gossip about her, I will be blamed for being unfilial. "
Wang Ren always felt that something was wrong in these words, but he couldn't find what was wrong. He laughed dryly and said, "In that case, it's not appropriate for me to disturb you brothers any more. Let's go to Feng Yatou's place earlier. It's already dark, and she's pregnant with the child now. It's not appropriate to rest too late."
Wang Xifeng is pregnant?
Brother Rong was lost for a moment, the smile on his face secretly faded, and his eyebrows wrinkled. I haven't seen Sister Feng in nearly two months, how could she be pregnant?
The sudden news made his heart tremble three times. Looking back at Ping'er outside, Nizi stretched her neck and looked out. In the end, let’s wait until we meet Wang Xifeng first.
Brothers Jia Rong and Jia Qiang said goodbye to Wang Ren and came out of the front yard. Brother Qiang saw the girl Ping'er in front of him, glanced at Brother Rong, and said leisurely: "There are still some things about the cement kiln that have not been resolved, so I won't go to my aunt with Brother Rong to pay my respects."
Brother Rong didn't care and took Jia Qiang's words seriously. He nodded and said: "In that case, Brother Qiang should go back and rest early. I will go find you tomorrow."
When Jia Qiang heard this, the original expression of reluctance and resentment on her face immediately disappeared. He said happily: "Tomorrow, I'll wait for Brother Rong to come over."
Huh!
Jia Rong's skin was numb and her whole body was covered with goosebumps. He said: "It's easy to say, it's okay to say it. If I'm too late and fail to come, Brother Qiang doesn't have to wait for me. It's more important to go to the kiln to take charge of the construction work."
Brother Qiang, who is now the same height as Jia Rong, looked happy and shy on his delicate face. He nodded again and again, and secretly looked at Brother Rong's figure when he left. I thought to myself: I haven’t seen you for two months, Brother Rong is getting stronger and stronger.
After Jia Qiang left, Uncle Rong frowned and went to Ping'er. He grabbed the pretty girl's hand with one hand, pulled it to the dark side, and asked: "Why is Sister Feng pregnant?"
Ping'er didn't expect that the person he was thinking about would question him rudely, and said aggrievedly: "Master, have you forgotten the nights before we separated from grandma in Yangzhou?"
Forehead?
This seems to be a thing, almost draining my energy for a few days. Seeing that Ping'er's pout seemed to be showing off, Jia Rong quickly pulled her into her arms and hugged her, explaining: "I'm just worried about her health, I don't have any other intention."
"Humph. After all, the uncle can't trust us." Ping'er said angrily, "Fortunately, she didn't hear this, otherwise there would have been another fuss. Doesn't the uncle know how Ping'er and she treat the uncle? He looked disgusted. You look like a human, why do you want to settle a score with us?"
"It's nothing." Jia Rong knew that she was overthinking it. Grabbing a handful, she gently scratched Xiaoqiong's nose, and whispered: "You didn't send a message to me even if you were told to do so. I suddenly heard the news. How could I have thought so much."
"She is still waiting for the uncle to be happy." Ping'er continued to explain, and hummed: "The uncle heard it from outsiders, and he could know the date of grandma's pregnancy by calculating the days and hours. What he did was unexpected If she forgets to be clean, I won’t even do it for her.”
Brother Rong flattered this girl: "Don't be angry, Ping'er. We have traveled two days and two nights, and our brains have been confused."
Ping'er hummed and wanted to show off his power. Jia Rong was quick to speak and blocked what Ping'er wanted to say between her lips, and then forced it back under Qiao Ping'er's tongue.
Uh-huh twice.
Qiao Ping'er's face was bright red, like a blooming pink flower.
"I know how to bully Ping'er."
Jia Rong gently wiped away the moist traces on the corners of Ping'er's mouth and said with a smile: "Who dares to bully our good Ping'er, I will definitely not spare him."
Ping'er didn't dare to stay here with his uncle anymore. She whispered: "There are people coming and going in front, so don't stand here. I'd better go back to the yard first. She has been waiting for him all day."
"Listen to Ping'er."
Brother Rong laughed and carefully calculated in his mind that Sister Feng should be carrying his own child, and there was an indescribable feeling of joy in his heart. What's the point? It was only then that Jia Rong truly felt that Wang Xifeng had an ongoing relationship with herself. I feel that from now on, Wang Xifeng is truly hers.
Ping'er raised his head and glanced at the uncle's face. A pure smile hung on the corner of the uncle's mouth. The bad guy Qiao Ping'er picked up the lantern next to him and thought to himself that if the uncle hadn't grabbed his other hand, or if the uncle hadn't rubbed his arm in front of her,
Qiao Ping'er's face turned redder and redder. The bad guy actually reached the top with his arms, and the smooth silk made a hissing sound in the night.
"We're almost at grandma's yard. Don't do anything weird again."
Uncle Rong looked down and let out an oops. "I was just thinking about something in my mind, and I felt the back of my hand touch an interesting place. I didn't think it was a conscious act," he said.
Ping'er rolled his eyes and pinched Brother Rong's palm with his little hand. Seeing that the uncle no longer acted mischievously, he led him through the hall and to the courtyard where Sister Feng's daughter lived.
Fortunately, the bad guy let go before entering the hospital. As soon as he crossed the threshold, he saw grandma standing by the door. Ping'ertong said: "As soon as I arrived in the front yard, I saw the uncle and Uncle Ren talking. The uncle knew that grandma was waiting for him, but he just told her about his identity and left Uncle Ren, and came here."
Wang Xifeng hummed softly, and as soon as she saw Jia Rong's appearance behind her, her heart softened. She still kept her body straight and hummed in a cold voice: "Who knows what he is thinking?"
Jia Rong looked at Wang Xifeng in front of her and was stunned. What a noble little woman. Her little face, lightly painted with pink and white, looks proud, angry, and coquettish. She is really charming.
"Ouch, where have I come? Could it be that I was waiting for Li Hentian again, and I actually saw such a beautiful woman. Looking at her demeanor and temperament, I'm afraid that the vigilant fairy in the Xiangshan Cave may not be the same. You must be as beautiful as the fairy in front of you."
Wang Xifeng listened to the nonsense, but she felt very happy in her heart, and her hard work in dressing up today was not in vain. The delicate face that was pretending to be cold could no longer hold back, revealing a warm smile. He said softly: "Your mouth needs to be sewn shut."
Jia Rong laughed twice, stepped forward, and gently hugged this beauty. He laughed and said, "My mouth is going to be sewn shut. Who will say these words to you in the future?"
Wang Xifeng hummed softly. "Brother Rong can actually speak such words freely. You must have practiced with other women in the past?"
Brother Rong looked at her, looking at these red phoenix eyes. The more he looked at them, the more beautiful they became, and the more he felt that there was an indescribable charm in them. Like a pair of eyes that can capture the soul, the magic in them makes him unable to extricate himself.
He put his hands on Wang Xifeng's thin back, held Sister Feng's head in his palms, and lowered his head. He laughed and said, "It's not because Feng'er's mouth is so sweet that my mouth is also covered with honey."
Wang Xifeng smiled brightly and said: "No wonder I always feel that nothing I eat these days tastes good enough. It turns out that you, the little thief, stole the honey from my mouth."
"Then I'll give you some more."
Brother Rong held the back of her head with one hand, and his other hands slid down naturally to stabilize the other protrusion on Wang Xifeng's back. He lowered his head and returned some of the honey in his mouth to Sister Feng, and then asked, "Does it feel sweet yet?"
"It's sour!" Wang Xifeng raised her head and said proudly, "It doesn't have any sweetness at all."
"It seems that I should pay more back to Feng'er." With the thought of making Wang Xifeng's food taste better in the future, Jia Rong divided the honey several times and returned it to Sister Feng one by one.
In the end, even Ping'er next to him couldn't stand it anymore. He found some fruits and interrupted the two of them with a slight cough.
"Don't be wise. Don't wake up tomorrow with swollen lips."
Wang Xifeng was actually happy when she saw Ping'er's appearance. Pushing Jia Rong away with a smile, he played with the taste: "Look at how your little hoof is eating now. Give her some honey now, otherwise things will be difficult today."
"I don't want it." Ping'er put down the fruit and hummed: "We are servants who are born to work hard. It doesn't matter whether what we eat is sour or sweet."
As the girl spoke, she went into the inner room alone to make the beds for the two of them.
But Wang Xifeng took advantage of Brother Rong and asked, "Did you eat anything secretly before entering the yard? But don't lie. I saw that her face was full of spring before."
Jia Rong patted the person in her arms and said with a smile: "Even Ping'er is jealous? I thought that she has been taking care of you with all her heart, so I gave you a reward."
"Bah, don't tell me these nice things." Wang Xifeng glared at him lightly, not blaming them at all. He secretly gritted his teeth and said: "Today I will punish her to wait by the bedside at night."
""
At night, by the bed. Hearing two such words from a beautiful woman will make any man excited. Jia Rong was no exception, but before this guy could be happy, he suddenly remembered that Wang Xifeng was pregnant now, so there was nothing else he could do.
Question: "How old is that little guy in your belly?"
Boy, what a yearning word. Not to mention such a feudal society, it is in later generations. People can let go of a lot of things when they think about their children. Wang Xifeng smiled proudly and said: "That day came late last month. Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, I asked the imperial doctor to check my pulse, and I found out that I was pregnant."
This is indeed just right. Brother Rong gently stroked it away, but was slapped away by Sister Feng. He hummed: "How can I hear anything now? It will take two or three months before I can hear him making trouble."
Jia Rong hummed and said, "We can't have sex for a month or two, lest we harm this little guy."
Sister Feng's face was like the sunset and she scolded him. "I don't know the truth. Who told you not to come and care about me in two months?"
This girl Jia Rong really doesn't dare to do anything. He knew that Sister Feng had suffered from redness syndrome a few years ago and was very prone to miscarriage. Although she gave birth to an eldest sister in the past two years, he did not dare to take it lightly.
Wang Xifeng scolded him and said, "How can I not care about the child in my belly? I just want to rest with you for a night, and I don't care about what to do."
""This is acceptable. Jia Rong laughed softly, but saw Ping'er cleaning up the room and coming out. Qiao Ping'er didn't have a good expression, obviously she had heard the previous words asking her to serve at the bedside.
She spent many nights with Sister Zaifeng and Uncle Rong. Now that Sister Feng is pregnant with the child, Qiao Ping'er naturally thinks that not only will she have to serve two people tonight, but she will also have to suffer in the end.
Why is my face so hot?
Ping'er quietly touched his face and looked at Uncle Rong with mixed emotions in his eyes, including joy, resentment, and shyness.
She was happy that she could get close to her uncle, but she was resentful that she had to serve her grandma and uncle before getting close. She was shy.
I haven’t seen him for two months, and I haven’t smelled him for a long time. When I think about what is about to happen tonight, why don’t I feel a little ashamed?
Ping'er said: "The inner room has been tidied up and some incense, which is harmless to pregnancy, has been smoked. I will go get water first. Grandpa and grandma can go into the inner room and rest."
Such straightforward words made Jia Rong feel embarrassed. I and Wang Xifeng really look like an old married couple, and these things can actually be discussed. Looking at Sister Feng who was as soft as mud in her arms, Brother Rong and Ping'er said softly that they were sorry, and carried Wang Xifeng into the inner room.
Just after entering, Jia Rong felt as if she had returned to Wang Xifeng's room in Rongguo Mansion. The furnishings inside are actually the same as those in Sister Feng's nursery in Rongguo Mansion, except that there are many gold, stone and antiques missing, and it is not as luxurious and splendid as Rongguo Mansion.
Brother Rong laughed: "It's a warm place."
Sister Feng leaned closer and said calmly: "There is a more warm place."
