Liang Shanqiu felt nervous when he saw Ren Liqin's parents looking at him.
Ren's mother stared at Liang Shanqiu closely and blurted out: "Shan Qiu wants to marry Qin'er?"
Zhu Yuanwai and his wife couldn't help being surprised. They never expected that Ren's father and Ren's mother would make this request at this time.
After all, they had nurtured Liang Shanqiu, so it was reasonable to make this request.
What if Liang Shanqiu was forced by favor and agreed temporarily?
Zhu Yingxiu hurriedly pulled Liang Shanqiu's sleeves and winked at him.
"What is there to cherish about an unfaithful woman?" Liang Shanqiu remembered Zhu Yingxiu's instructions when he came.
In Zhu Yingxiu's view, whether a woman studies or not is secondary.
As a woman, you must respect yourself, love yourself, and be clean.
But Ren Liqin was so shameless that she even resigned herself to being the concubine of a man several times her age.
If Ren Liqin didn't have these bad qualities, she could consider taking her as a concubine.
But it was absolutely humiliating for this woman to have the same husband as her.
Thinking of this, Liang Shanqiu made up his mind and said decisively: "Father and mother, I am willing to accept my sister's child as my adopted daughter."
Ren's mother was so disappointed that she staggered a few times and almost fell down.
Father Ren stared at Liang Shanqiu, a little disappointed.
However, Liang Shanqiu was able to recognize this grandson with no origin as his adopted daughter, which can be said to be the most benevolent and righteous one.
After all, their daughter did feel sorry for Liang Shanqiu, not that Liang Shanqiu felt sorry for their daughter.
Thinking of this, Father Ren sighed and hurriedly supported his wife.
Zhu Yuanwai and his wife couldn't help but be overjoyed, with sincere smiles on their faces.
Zhu Yuanwai bowed his hands to Ren's father and said, "In-laws, although we are now our adopted granddaughters, we will regard her as our biological granddaughters."
"In-laws, please rest assured. The slave family will take care of her personally." He made a solemn promise. Madam Zhu was very happy and followed suit.
As long as Liang Shanqiu is not allowed to marry your daughter, everything else is easy to say.
When the parents of the Ren family heard about the in-laws, they couldn't help but smile bitterly. Of course, they hoped that the two parties were related by in-laws.
But the in-law they hoped for was that both parties would be married to Liang Shanqiu, not this kind of dry in-law relationship.
Thinking of this, Ren's father forced a smile and bowed his hands: "In-laws, I can't thank you enough."
"We still need to see where the child is." Zhu Yuanwai waved his hand, and the servant immediately handed over pig's feet, pork loin, and pork belly, which were easy-to-nourish foods strung up with ropes.
These are nourishing things, prepared for their granddaughter's "ration".
But their daughter, for some reason, had no milk.
If left in their previous home, this daughter might starve to death.
While thanking her, Father Ren said sheepishly: "Thank you, thank you. For some reason, my daughter has no milk. Fortunately, the mistress hired a wet nurse."
"Not only does the child need to be nourished, but the mother should also be nourished. When a woman gives birth to a child, it is equivalent to walking through the gate of hell once. What is given to the child should be made up for." Mrs. Zhu couldn't help but send the pork to Ren's mother. .
If it was before, Ren's mother would have disliked it, but since Zhaojiazhuang's pig-gating technology came out, it's completely different.
Ren's mother was grateful for the pork. Nowadays, pork is no longer cheap meat. Even the famous Sichuan dishes, Shao Bai and Twice-cooked Pork, are also made from pork.
Liang Shanqiu also sent a gift. These are clothes he gave to his adopted daughter, which can be worn from now until she is one year old. They fill several large wooden boxes.
The nanny was in her twenties and very fat, which was when her milk was abundant.
She has a child, and she has plenty of milk, which is perfect for feeding the child.
Ren's mother said hello, and the nanny smelled like milk and brought the infant child over.
Mrs. Zhu took the child with one hand and sat on the chair in the living room.
She took a closer look and couldn't help but compare it with Liang Shanqiu, and finally felt relieved.
After comparing, Mrs. Zhu handed the child to Zhu Yingxiu.
Zhu Yingxiu took the child with a smile on her face.
At this time, a discordant voice appeared: "This child looks nothing like my brother-in-law. Who does he look like?"
It was the little Lolita who spoke. She looked at Liang Shanqiu and the child repeatedly and came to this conclusion.
"Jiuniang, of course this child is not like your brother-in-law. She is just your brother-in-law's adopted daughter, not his real daughter." Although Mrs. Zhu scolded her daughter, she was extremely happy in her heart.
Seeing that the Ren family's parents still wanted to marry their daughter to Liang Shanqiu, she felt unhappy all the time.
Now that she saw that this child looked nothing like Liang Shanqiu, she was of course very happy.
Zhu Yuanwai also came over to take a look, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "This child looks so familiar, as if he has seen it before somewhere."
"The officer is talking nonsense again. This child was just born. Where has the officer seen it before?" Mrs. Zhu glared at him and asked in confusion.
Zhu Yuanwai looked at it carefully again, raised his chin, thought for a moment, nodded, and said in a positive tone: "No wonder I feel familiar. I remembered it. Isn't it similar to Ma Ziyu?"
Hearing this, the parents of the Ren family wished they could crawl into a crack in the ground.
Their daughter became the wife of Ma Rong, the richest man in Changzhou. It is normal for this granddaughter to look like Ma Rong.
As the saying goes, don't slap someone in the face, don't hurt the skin of a tree, but this couple just did this.
In fact, Zhu Yuanwai and his wife didn't want to do this, but the Ren family's parents still missed Liang Shanqiu.
The couple sang together and exposed Ren Liqin's scandal.
Their implication is that your daughter is a bitch and not worthy of an upright court official like Liang Shanqiu.
Zhao Ping looked at all this and did not expect that Zhu Yuanwai and his wife were also ruthless people.
Although Liang Shanqiu is not a rich man, he is almost the same.
He was admired by the little saint. He looked good and was young, so his future was naturally bright.
For such a golden son-in-law, for the sake of his reputation, he must be protected.
Of course, this is also indirectly for the sake of their daughter.
Sure enough, Zhu Yingxiu's eyes were filled with deep love and gratitude when she saw her parents taking such good care of Liang Shanqiu.
The most selfless thing in the world is the meticulous care of parents.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yingxiu couldn't help but gently touch her belly. Here was the sweet and warm crystallization between her and Liang Shanqiu.
In just a few months, the baby will be born.
With Liang Shanqiu's real child and flesh and blood, he was still afraid that the adopted daughter in front of him would fail.
Ren Liqin's parents looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces.
Although they were ashamed, they had no idea what Zhu Yuanwai and his wife were thinking.
This golden turtle son-in-law was originally his own, so he blamed his daughter for not upholding the virtues of a woman.
Father Ren thought for a while, hugged his granddaughter, and looked at Liang Shanqiu.
He sighed inwardly and said with some sadness: "Shan Qiu, the child doesn't have a name yet. Now that you are here, you might as well give the adopted daughter a name."
This request was not excessive, and through this incident, the Ren family's parents indirectly recognized Liang Shanqiu as their adopted son.
He also wanted to try to see Liang Shanqiu's true attitude towards this child.
You don't want to be her adoptive father, now let's see how you can be her adoptive father?
What's more, there are still little saints and mistresses watching.
Liang Shanqiu stepped forward and looked at the child who was sleeping very soundly, with a pure smile on his face.
He gently touched the child's delicate little face, thought for a while and said, "This child was pure and pure when he was born, and his name is Liang Yujie."
Ren's parents and Zhu Yuanwai's wife couldn't help but be overjoyed. This name was full of purity and purity.
Although her mother was a bit vain and had taken detours in life, with Liang Shanqiu's care, her future life was bright.
Liang Shanqiu stretched out his hands and was about to take the child from his father.
Ren's father was happy that Liang Shanqiu liked this child, but at the same time he was worried.
Although Liang Shanqiu had good intentions, after all, Liang Shanqiu had never held a child. What if he missed it?
Father Ren was a little hesitant for a moment, whether to let him hug him or not.
Not letting him hold her, for fear of dampening Liang Shanqiu's enthusiasm.
But let him hold me, what if I miss?
Moreover, Ren's parents have another worry. Liang Shanqiu likes children, but what if Zhu Yuanwai and his wife don't?
Just when Ren's father was worrying about gains and losses, someone reached out faster than Liang Shanqiu.
Ren's father looked up and saw that the person was none other than Mrs. Zhu. He couldn't help but feel relieved and gave the child to Mrs. Zhu.
"Shan Qiu, what if you hurt the child with your rough hands and feet?" Mrs. Zhu glared at Liang Shanqiu, and kissed the child who was sleeping very sweetly with her own face.
Seeing that Mrs. Zhu liked this child so much, the parents of the Ren family felt relieved, and both of them had happy smiles on their faces.
Madam Zhu, this is Aiwujiwu, and it is also made for the parents of the Ren family.
Mrs. Zhu kissed the child twice more and showed a kind smile to the Ren family's parents: "Yujie, you are my good grandson. Grandma hugs you every day, okay?"
Seeing this, Ren Liqin's parents also showed happy smiles on their faces, finally feeling relieved.
Mother and Zhao Ping also looked at each other, with smiles on their faces, and the matter was finally resolved satisfactorily.
In the delivery room, Ren Liqin's face was sallow, she smelled bad, her hair was disheveled, and she was lying on the bed.
Ren's mother made a pot of pig's trotter soup. The pig's trotters in it were stewed until they were boiling and full of rich meaty flavor. She put it in a bowl on the small table next to the bed.
"Mom, I eat these every day. It's so greasy and tasteless." Ren Liqin didn't even look at the pig's trotter soup and said impatiently to Ren's mother.
After saying that, she looked at the second floor floor and ignored it.
When Ren's mother heard what her daughter said, she frowned at first, but soon relaxed and persuaded patiently: "Qin'er, the doctor said that you are a pregnant woman, so you should eat more chicken and minced meat, which will help digestion and absorption."
"Mom, it's all delicacies from the mountains and the sea. I'm so tired of eating them every day." Ren Liqin felt even less annoyed after hearing this, and her voice suddenly rose, "My daughter just wants to vomit when she sees these."
"Qin'er, since you don't like minced meat, then kill the chicken immediately and make chicken soup for me to drink." As if persuading a child, Ren's mother said in a seductive voice: "Chicken soup is not only extremely nutritious, but also full of flavor. It can fill several rooms with fragrance."
"Mother, didn't my daughter say that she is so greasy about these things that she wants to vomit when she sees them." Ren Liqin still shook her head, "My daughter's only thought now is to take a good bath and then go out and look outside."
"Qin'er, if you persist for a few more days, you will be pregnant. This is how my mother came." Seeing that her daughter still wanted to eat meat, Ren's mother had to patiently persuade her.
Half a month later, Zhao Ping was reading official documents when Zhonghua suddenly came in.
He looked at Zhao Ping, hesitating again and again, as if something was wrong.
Zhao Ping put down the official document and looked at him a few times while drinking tea.
Zhao Ping said calmly: "If you have anything to do, you might as well just say it."
Zhong Hua stepped forward, bowed to Zhao Ping, and respectfully handed over a note.
This note is not rice paper, but paper made by Zhaojiazhuang.
Rice paper is extremely thin and is mainly used to convey information.
Because this is used by homing pigeons, the homing pigeons have limited strength and can only reduce the weight as much as possible.
This is not paper for carrier pigeons, so why does it appear in front of me again.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ping frowned a little, wondering why Zhonghua gave the note to him.
However, Zhonghua obviously won't waste his precious time, there must be something important to convey.
Thinking of this, he forced himself to endure his uneasiness and patiently opened the note.
It was okay for Zhao Ping not to open the note, but after opening it he couldn't help but get furious.
Because there was a poem in it that made Zhao Ping look livid.
