Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 103. One zero three

Chapter One Hundred and Three:

"Yes." Jiang Mochen said.

"Diagnosed?"

"I'll show you the test report later."

Jiang's mother nodded, she thought this was really strange, but after thinking about it, it's okay, although it's strange, having children is always a good thing. Besides, with a child, the marriage between the two of them will be stronger, and she doesn't have to worry that one day her son won't be able to think about it and will get involved with that little white lotus again.

For a strong woman like Jiang's mother who worked hard all the way when she was young and guarded Jiang's group side by side with Jiang's father, don't look at her now who is indifferent to the world, soft and easy to talk. When she was young, she was also a woman who said what she said and acted vigorously. She has met too many people, so when she knew that Jiang Mochen liked Yuan Mingxu, she sent someone to observe Yuan Mingxu secretly. Does the one in the pot still look at the little Bailian in the pot who treats her son as a spare tire?

With Yuan Mingxu in front of the comparison, Jiang's mother is very satisfied with Yan Qingchi after marriage, and naturally hopes that the two of them can always be harmonious and beautiful. From this point of view, there is something to thank Yuan Mingxu.

Although there are still doubts in mind, in order not to be compared with Yan's parents, Jiang's mother temporarily suppressed her doubts, and said with concern, "This Xiaochi is pregnant, so there must be someone to take care of her? Either I will go You stay at home for a while and help you take care of him."

"Forget it, his mother still wanted to come, but he refused. Qingchi doesn't like others being careful with him, taking care of him like a porcelain doll."

"How can I do that? Pregnancy is a big deal, especially since Qingchi is still a boy. You two don't understand anything. What if something happens?"

"It's okay, I have already contacted the doctor, and I will come for regular checkups. By the way, after a while, Mom, tell Aunt Zhang to let Aunt Zhang come back to you. The matter of Qingchi's pregnancy is currently As far as his parents and you know, we don’t want too many people to know.”

"Okay, okay, I really can't let too many people know. It's just that if you let Xiao Zhang go back to us, what will you do? Who will cook for you?"

"We do it ourselves."

"Are you still Xiaochi? Xiaochi is pregnant, so don't let him do these things. As for you," Mother Jiang looked at him, "Have you been in the kitchen for so many years? Do you still cook?"

Jiang Mochen was a little embarrassed, "I can learn."

Jiang's mother glanced at Jiang's father when he heard the words, Jiang's father chuckled, Jiang's mother said "Yo", "Our little Mo didn't realize that he still loves his wife. Don’t touch it, I’m going to learn how to cook right now.”

Jiang Xingchen couldn't help laughing when he heard the words.

Jiang Mochen felt a little ashamed, "Mom, I digressed."

"What's the matter, you're already 28, are you still shy?"

Jiang Mochen was speechless, "If you have nothing else to do, then the meeting ends, I'll go downstairs first."

"Are you going to play chess with Xiaochi? After a while, you're starting to think about it?"

Jiang Mochen never felt that his mother had such a vicious tongue, and he didn't know how to reply for a while, so he turned around helplessly and went downstairs silently, which made Jiang's parents laugh, and laughed behind him for a long time.

It wasn't until he left that the three Jiang family members looked at each other, the smiles gradually disappeared and some worries appeared in their eyes.

Jiang Xingchen comforted: "It's good, having children is always a good thing."

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother nodded, "Yes, it's always a good thing."

The two elders sighed, and silently comforted themselves, saying that it is always a good thing and deserves to be happy.

At zero o'clock, the New Year's bell rang in the countdown of the host of the Spring Festival Gala. Because Jiang's parents lived in a private villa, they did not prohibit setting off fireworks. Jiang Mochen picked up the chess and chess pieces and said to Yan Qingchi, "Come on, let's go down and set off the fireworks."

I was a little sleepy at first, but when I heard the fireworks, I woke up again, "Fireworks?"

"Yes." Jiang Mochen carried him out the door.

Father Jiang took out the fireworks he had bought, and as soon as he went out, he saw that someone had started to set off fireworks here.

When Qiqi saw the fireworks, his eyes widened. He pointed to the sky and said to Jiang Mochen, "Fireworks."

"Yes." Jiang Mochen kissed him.

Qiqi was busy watching the fireworks, so he didn't pay attention for a while.

Father Jiang put the fireworks he bought on the ground, lit the fire, and stepped back.

Soon, the wire of fire was burning, and there was only a "swoosh", and the flaming fireworks rushed into the sky like a comet with a dazzling tail.

Qiqi let out a "wow" and was very amazed.

Yan Qingchi was a little happy watching the fireworks.

The fireworks in the sky kept changing into different patterns. Jiang Mochen was holding a chess piece, and saw Yan Qingchi looking up at the night sky. In the black night, against the backdrop of the fireworks, his facial features were extraordinarily delicate and beautiful. Fascinating.

Jiang Mochen secretly lowered his head while the chess was not paying attention, and kissed Yan Qingchi on the face.

Yan Qingchi was startled, and turned around to see Jiang Mochen looking at him with a smile.

He also slowly spread a smile, gentle and good-looking.

Jiang Mochen changed his posture, holding the chess piece with one hand, and then stretched out his hand to hold him.

Yan Qingchi didn't move, and quietly let him lead him.

They watched the fireworks together, watched the excitement and festivities that belonged to the New Year, and watched this bustling scene.

Then, after the fireworks stop, look at each other.

"Happy New Year." Jiang Mochen said.

"You too," Yan Qingchi said softly, "Happy New Year."

"Okay."

Jiang Xingchen looked at them, smiled silently, and did not speak.

There are many joys and sorrows in this world every day. Some people cry, some laugh, some are happy, some are sad, but fortunately, they are all happy and happy, which is very good. Jiang Xingchen was very satisfied, she felt that this was very good.

Father Jiang finished setting off a few big fireworks, so he took out the small fireworks he bought and gave them to them. Qiqi liked it very much. Although he was a little scared, he asked Yan Qingchi to light him a fire.

He held a fairy wand, kept drawing circles, and asked Yan Qingchi, "Dad, is it good?"

"Looks good." Yan Qingchi said while lighting one to play with him.

Seeing this, Jiang Mochen joined the two of them, and the three of them finished putting away half a box of fairy sticks before returning to the room.

Enough playing chess and chess, a little sleepy, a pair of eyes closed and opened from time to time, obviously wanting to sleep.

Jiang's parents gave him a red envelope, and Jiang Xingchen also wrapped a big red envelope for him.

Qiqi took them one by one, and bowed to them to say thank you.

Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen didn't give him the red envelope directly, but pressed it under his pillow. When Qiqi woke up the next morning, Yan Qingchi told him to look under the pillow.

Qiqi lifted the pillow and saw two big red envelopes. He let out a surprised "wow" and asked him, "Who gave it to me? Is it Dad?"

"Yes, me and your father gave it to you, Qiqi Happy New Year."

Qiqi held the bulging red envelope, tilted his head and asked him, "But Dad, what is Qiqi doing with these red envelopes?"

"You can save it first, and when you have something you want to buy, you can buy it."

I don't understand chess.

Yan Qingchi helped him dress, and said to him: "After a few days, Dad will buy you a small treasure box. You put the red envelopes in your little treasure box first, and when you want to buy something later, take it out and spend it. Alright."

Qiqi nodded "Oh", shook the red envelope, and smiled happily.

On the first day of junior high school, it was agreed that they would go back to Yan's house, so Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi had dinner, and then went back with chess. Seeing him coming back, Yan's father and Yan's mother naturally had to give some advice, Yan Qingchi responded one by one, only feeling that being pregnant with a child made him a lot more valuable.

When he returned to his home in the second day of junior high school, Yan Qingchi felt a little liberated. Because of the Chinese New Year, Aunt Zhang also went home, and Jiang Mochen took advantage of this time to try to learn how to cook in the kitchen. He wanted to save face, and he was embarrassed to let Yan Qingchi watch him make mistakes, so he pushed Yan Qingchi back to the bedroom early and let him sleep.

Where can Yan Qingchi sleep? He was hesitating whether to help Jiang Mochen, when Qiqi suddenly ran in and shouted to him: "Dad, it's snowing."

Yan Qingchi got up and looked out of the window, and at some point, snowflakes were flying one after another, covering almost half of the colors outside the window.

Qiqi wanted to go out to play, Yan Qingchi put on a down jacket, scarf and hat for him, he asked Qiqi to wait for him at the entrance, walked into the kitchen by himself, and said to Jiang Mochen: "Outside It's snowing, I'll go out with Qiqi to play for a while."

Jiang Mochen immediately put down his phone when he heard the words, a little nervous, "Don't go, I'll go out with Qiqi for a while, you stay at home."

Yan Qingchi was helpless, "You? Who doesn't recognize your face? What are you doing out there? Besides, I'm just pregnant, not a broken limb. You guys are all a little too nervous."

"It doesn't matter if a child is playing around, it will be bad if they bump into you."

"I'm not stupid, I can hide."

"But..."

"No, but," Yan Qingchi said firmly, "You, stay at home and learn to cook, and I, go downstairs to play chess and snow, that's all."

"It's fine if you want to go down by yourself, don't let me go down."

"No way, if you go down, I guess I can only stand by your side, I really know your thoughts too well, just like this, don't refute, don't play tricks, otherwise I will I'm in a bad mood. You should also listen to your mother and my mother in the past two days. I must maintain a good mood during this time, understand?"

Jiang Mochen was speechless.

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Goodbye, cook well, Mr. Jiang."

After he finished speaking, he took the chess and went out the door.

Because of being pregnant, Yan Qingchi couldn't hide his face with makeup, so he wore a mask. Because it was winter, many adults and children were also wrapped tightly, wearing hats, masks and gloves, so no one thought him strange.

Yan Qingchi rolled a snowball for Qiqi, and rolled one himself, and then threw it at Qiqi. Qiqi threw his own out, and the two of them had a snowball fight.

When it snowed, other children came out of the house to play one after another. When they saw the two of them playing snowball fights, they joined in. Yan Qingchi helped him to play chess, and soon, they were defeated. When they were besieged by other children, the two of them laughed and said, "Don't play anymore."

Then, Yan Qingchi pulled Qiqi and started to build a snowman.