Du Wanchun placed Lady Liu in Zhang Qiuhe's home.
Zhang Qiuhe and his son were usually quite deserted at home, but after Lady Liu came, their home became lively.
Mrs. Liu still had some money in the rouge business in the past few years, so she bought a lot of good things when she came to Zhang Qiuhe's house.
There are pastries, fish and meat, as well as some bedding and fabrics. In addition, I bought some small candy figures for Zhang Qiuhe's children.
Mrs. Liu changed her clothes and told the outside world that she was a cousin of the Zhou family from the capital. People in the village believed her when they saw that she looked pretty and did not look like a peasant. ?.?????.???
These days, Magistrate Zheng came to Cheng'an County to investigate the burning of Liu's rouge shop. Du Wanchun and Zhou Ruiyuan did not go to the shop in order not to cause trouble. They stayed at home and helped Aunt Zhou make incense.
"Wanchun, come here, here is the fragrant rice cake that mom just made. You can try it." Aunt Zhou took out a plate of white, fat, round millet cakes and brought it to Du Wanchun.
Now Xiangfang has Du Wanchun and Aunt Wang's aunt Du's family helping. Aunt Zhou will think of making delicious food for Du Wanchun every time she has free time.
Of course, every time I did it secretly while the Third Prince was in the fields.
Otherwise, if the third prince was at home, he would not let Aunt Zhou enter the kitchen at all.
Du Wanchun took the pastry brought by Aunt Zhou and took a bite. It was soft and soft in his mouth. The faint fragrance of rice was mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus, and it was sweet.
She quickly said: "Mom, the rice cakes you make are so delicious."
Aunt Zhou was very happy when she heard it, and said quickly: "As long as it tastes good, it's my first time to make it, and I don't know if you like it."
Du Wanchun ate several in a row, nodded and said: "It's delicious, Mom, come and eat some too."
As she spoke, she picked up a piece of millet cake and handed it to Aunt Zhou.
Aunt Zhou took it in her hand and ate it, "If you like it, eat more. I'll make it for you next time."
Du Wanchun smiled and nodded.
Aunt Zhou stood up, wiped her hands, and walked towards the kitchen with a smile, "You eat first, and I'll clean up the kitchen, otherwise your third uncle will be angry again when he comes back."
Du Wanchun arched his eyebrows and said, "Mom, don't worry, my third uncle won't dare to be angry with you even if he comes back."
This is true.
No matter how fierce the Third Prince is, he never speaks loudly to Aunt Zhou.
Even if he was so angry that he stamped his feet, he was extremely obedient when he was in front of Aunt Zhou.
Aunt Zhou turned around and entered the kitchen with a smile on her face.
Du Wanchun stood up with the pastries and came to his room.
In more than a month, Zhou Ruiyuan will go to Qingzhou Prefecture to take the exam. He has been practicing calligraphy for the provincial exam these days.
His handwriting used to be too obvious and easily discovered by the emperor and officials in the capital. In order to hide it from others, he had been practicing writing with his left hand these days.
The handwriting written with my left hand is completely different from before, but it is a bit uglier and needs more practice.
"Ms. sir." Du Wanchun came to him with rice cakes, "Try the rice cakes made by my mother."
Zhou Ruiyuan put down the pen in his hand, raised his eyes to look at her, and said softly: "Mom specially made it for you to eat. You keep it and eat it slowly."
Du Wanchun handed a piece of rice cake to him and looked at his handwriting, "Ms. sir, your handwriting is really beautiful."
Zhou Ruiyuan spread out the paper and said with a smile: "You know how to praise me. I really can't use this word, but it doesn't matter. It should be enough for the rural trial."
After he finished speaking, he put his arms around Du Wanchun's waist, put his ear gently on her belly, and asked in a low and gentle voice: "Is this little guy making trouble?"
As the months progressed, the baby's fetal movements became more and more obvious, occasionally causing Du Wanchun to wake up in the middle of the night.
Du Wanchun looked down at his slightly bulging belly and said with a smile: "It's a bit of a fuss, but it also happens to show that he has good health."
Zhou Ruiyuan took out a pen and wrote two words on the table, one for "Yi" and the other for "Yu".
Du Wanchun looked at it and asked doubtfully: "Ms. sir, what is this?"
Zhou Ruiyuan pointed to these two words and said: "If the child is a boy, let's call it Zhou Yi, if it's a girl, let's call it Zhou Yu."
Du Wanchun chuckled, "Are you naming our child?"
Zhou Ruiyuan put his face against her waist and looked up at her, "Well, this is the name for our child."
Du Wanchun took the paper with these two words in his hand and looked at it again and again, "Isn't it too early now?"
Zhou Ruiyuan raised his hand and gently stroked her belly, "It's late, he will be born in a few months."
Du Wanchun looked down at Zhou Ruiyuan, reached out and gently stroked his hair, his face full of anticipation.
Since this was their first child, they, as first-time mothers, had been looking forward to having their child born as soon as possible.
They often sketch the outline of their child late at night, thinking about giving him the best things in the world.
"Ms. sir, if you pass this provincial examination, will you return to the capital?" Du Wanchun asked him.
