A Blessed Wife At Home Chapter 1668: Who knew…this weird thing


Qiao Xuan greeted everyone with a smile: "Everyone, please use your chopsticks too!"

Mrs. Guan was stunned, then smiled and said: "Yes, yes, please, please!"

Everyone smiled, exchanged polite greetings, and moved their chopsticks one after another.

The dishes were served one after another.

Generally speaking, Mrs. Guan's arrangements were pretty good. After all, everyone knew that she was the one hosting the reception banquet. If something went wrong and it was not handled well, the guests would just make fun of her, which is different from Qiao Xuan. It has nothing to do with children.

She just wanted to embarrass Qiao Xuan, and there was only so much room for finding trouble.

When the use of such a small amount of space failed to allow her to succeed, Mrs. Guan could only give up with a sigh of relief.

She knew that Qiao Xuan was pregnant, and seeing that there was almost no bulge in his lower abdomen, she could tell that Qiao Xuan was not pregnant for more than three months.

She is the mother of two children. How come she doesn’t know anything about pregnant women?

Especially in the first three months, there is no pregnant woman who does not suffer from nausea and vomiting, loss of appetite, and discomfort everywhere. Some are even quite serious, and even drinking two extra sips of water will cause nausea.

Even if some people are in better health and have milder symptoms, they will still have it.

Especially how many people from out of town can get used to smelling and eating this secretly made stinky fish? Not to mention a pregnant woman in the early stages of pregnancy!

It’s good if you don’t vomit on the spot!

Of course, Mrs. Guan wished that Qiao Xuan would vomit on the spot and let everyone see Mrs. Zhizhou’s miserable state and loss of dignity. That would be great!

If something like this happened at the Jie Feng Banquet, I hope that no matter what banquet Qiao Xuan attends in Anze Prefecture, everyone will think of this incident and this scene, so that’s a lot of trouble...

The more Mrs. Guan thought about it, the more she realized that her idea was brilliant and she was extremely proud of it.

Looking forward to seeing Qiao Xuan’s excitement!

Who knew...this is weird!

Obviously a pregnant woman in the early stages of pregnancy and the two maids around her couldn't stand the taste, but she could still eat it with a smile and praise it as delicious!

How about the smell of sunshine! Where is the smell of sunshine!

Mrs. Guan regretted it. If she had known this, she should have prepared more good dishes to greet her...

In such a situation that is neither embarrassing nor embarrassing, I am afraid that if these ladies want to laugh later, it will be her.

While the ladies were at the banquet~IndoMTL.com~ they also had some wine, and had two or three drinks to add to the fun and liveliness.

Drinking is of course a must at this reception banquet.

What we prepared today was pear blossom wine with a mellow taste and moderate sweetness. Qiao Xuan smiled and told her about her pregnancy. Everyone quickly congratulated her, so they naturally drank the wine disrespectfully.

Fan Ruyin felt very sorry to see this. She was sure that if Qiao Xuan was not pregnant, Mrs. Guan would not give up. She would definitely try her best to get everyone to toast her, and maybe even stir in her wine. That would be interesting if you use some hands and feet.

The banquet went smoothly. After eating the banquet, the ladies took a walk in the garden to eat, drank tea and talked, or went to wash their hands. After resting for half an hour, I started to listen to and watch the opera.

Qiao Xuan was sitting in the flower hall, and several ladies were chatting with her.

Mrs. Guan originally wanted to go back to the house to change clothes, but she didn't want Qiao Xuan to stay here alone and didn't know what she would say to these ladies, so she simply sat down and talked together instead of going.

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