Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan Chapter 336: Pregnancy storm (1)

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Ming Lan was escorted home. Ms. Cui embraced her chubby Tuan with a smile at the door. Mama Fang stepped forward and said a few words in her ear. Ms. Cui instantly changed her face and became angry. He glared at Minglan a few times, and after Fang's mother left, he hurriedly handed her Tuan brother to Cuiwei and personally served Minglan to change her clothes and take a bath.

Sleeping comfortably on the silky mat, Minglan groaned comfortably-it's better to be at home, as if she was back in six or seven years old, lying crookedly in a large font, letting Cui My mother cut her nails, and repeated questionings were uncomfortable.

Ming Lan has always been in good health. After so many years of exercise, proper diet, healthy living habits, and thanks to the blessing of Aunt Wei, who died early, this body is said to be the legendary superb male appearance, although it seems Slim and delicate, but the waist is the waist, the hips are the hips, and the proportions are right. It is a good breed that is very good for health.

This time it’s just tired, tired and tired. Now that everything is resolved, and there is a stronger eldest brother in the aftermath, she is naturally relieved, and she is thinking about taking two days off, eating, drinking, and sleeping. Reverting to the happy life of a pig head before, who knew I was pregnant.

Originally, Ms. Cui heard from the porter that Minglan was back, and she asked the little girl to take out the big watermelons and peaches that were rushing in the well, cut them and put them in a white porcelain bowl with red lotus petals, and just sent them away. Mom, when I went back to the house, I saw Ming Lan picking up a silver lottery to insert fruit. She hurriedly grabbed the fruit plate and glared: "Watermelon is cold in nature and peaches are sweet and hot in nature. You are not allowed to eat either!"

Turning around and throwing the fruit out, Xiao Tao hurriedly took it over with joy: "Mom, don't worry, I will take care of all these things cleanly, not to be greedy at all!"

Ming Lan swallowed her saliva and watched Xiao Tao jump out happily, and in a blink of an eye she saw the Tuan brother who was slowly learning to walk with the wall of the brocade, and her little white and pink feet were stepping on the slippery lake green bedding, and she was not angry. Come in one place.

I haven't seen my son for a few days. How can I miss it? Who knows that this stinky boy sees his mother after a little farewell. He is not as sad as a precocious child who wants to cry.

Little Young Master Gu is still alive and healthy. He is still full of gratifying fat meat (including feet and finger joints). He smiled and recruited Minglan for the little fat hand-exactly what Minglan taught before He greeted the guests, then lay down on the bed with his back, and continued to play with his clever planks like a human.

For half a full afternoon, Minglan tried to cultivate feelings with her son, teasing him to turn around, teasing him to stand alone on the wall with one foot, the group brother was happy, and finally screamed in lisp. "...Sheep..."

I'm still a pig! Ming Lan was discouraged. It was only four or five days apart, and he could clearly call her parents before. Mama Cui sat aside, staring at the mother and son like an eagle to prevent Brother Tuan from jumping on Minglan

The sky was not dark yet, Gu Tingyi came back like a gust of wind, and stopped the car abruptly until the bed, carefully sat next to Minglan, holding her hand, as if there was something to say, until the end Just one sentence: "...what do you want to eat?"

Minglan gave a dark voice. A few days ago, he was still depressed and lived as if the emperor had fined him for three years. Even dragging her to the lake for a walk brought the melancholy of young literary and artistic youth. It's coming out of the eyes.

Mama Cui smiled, hugged Brother Tuan and went out first.

Ming Lan grabbed his wrist, took a bite on the back of his hand, and whispered: "I want to eat your meat!"

Gu Tingye laughed loudly: "How difficult is this? I will cut it off for Madam!"

Ming Lan hurriedly grabbed his sleeves, laughing and anxious: "Don't stop me, just your rough skin, even stewed for three days and three nights, no one can bite!"

Gu Tingye sat back with a smile, buried his head in Minglan’s neck, and after a long time, he said in a low voice: "...In the past, it was all my fault." He raised his head, anxiously but incoherently, "... I didn't mean to..., Manniang should have...not to be dissatisfied with you...In fact..." After walking around for a long time, I didn't say why.

Ming Lan looked at him amusedly, her always prestigious face was sweating profusely, and she coldly said: "You say it, say it, you say it..." Gu Tingye shut up in frustration and suffered. Lie down next to her, Minglan stroked his sweaty hair, "Don't say it if you don't understand it. If you live at home, why do you say so clean? It's not a lawsuit."

Gu Tingye suddenly raised her body and said with a serious expression: "Whoever dares to endanger your mother and son in the future, let alone Manniang, she is the king of heaven and Laozi, I must call her dead without a dead body!" The last few words are clear. Sensuously chill.

Minglan looked into his eyes for a long time, then took him around his neck and whispered: "I believe you."

I want to do so much. The important thing is now and the future.

He treats himself very well, he concentrates on himself, loves his children, loves his family, and does his best to make them safe and peaceful. This is enough. They are so different people, but they all look forward to it, the years will be quiet and forever.

The mistress was away for a few days, but everyone in the house knew that the old lady of the Sheng family was critically ill, so his wife went to take care of her.

The next day, Shaw brought two girls to He Minglan to be happy again. Aunt Qiu was sour in her heart, and she was full of kind words. Who knows that Minglan has changed from regular customers to a milder temperature, and lightly ignored her.

Several times, the stubble was ignored. Qiuniang was so boring, she had to stand quietly beside her.

While adults chatting, Sister Xian looked at Minglan’s abdomen curiously, but she blushed and did not dare to ask--how did the child come out; Sister Rong stood still with a smile, and suddenly felt that someone was pulling the bottom of her dress , Looked down, saw Tuan brother stretched out an arm from the bedside to pull at her, looking up at her with a big head, she was very cute.

Sister Rong likes it in her heart. Just about to reach out to touch his head, she suddenly remembered the instructions of Aunt Qiu and her mother: Don’t get close to your father’s son, otherwise, if something touches him, just wash Unclear. She withdrew her hand halfway, looking at Brother Tuan with a pity.

But, they look a lot like—she stares at him intently—they are thick eyebrows, big eyes, plump cheeks, high foreheads, straight nose, and the corners of their mouths. They are more like her brother Chang Ge. It's still alike.

Walking out of Jiaxi Residence, Shaw Brothers led Sister Xian back to her courtyard, while Qiuniang and Sister Rong went all the way back to the house. On the way, Qiuniang frowned: "What's wrong with Madam? Could it be my fault? If so, just scold me, and I can apologize, why be so indifferent..."

Sister Rong stopped and saw that there was no one around, she said: "Auntie really doesn't know where I am wrong?"

The girl's eyes were bright and sharp, and Qiuniang couldn't help but feel guilty, and said, "I...I..." Wasn't it just that time, did you send a few supper to Master Hou who lived alone in the study?

Sister Rong's eleventh year, she is tall and slender, with tall bones. Standing beside Qiuniang, she is just as tall and short. She smiled and said politely: "Auntie has been in the house for so many years. No. Pretending to be confused will only become more disgusting."

Obviously knowing what the mistress meant, they didn’t plan to divide a man with you at all, but they knew it, pretending to be an honest betrayer, the best if you succeed, and if you fail, you will pretend to be confused-this trick is too much, Mr. Bi Xue The harlequins in the awakening stories told are still abused.

If it weren't for her to take care of herself, I wouldn't bother to remind her.

"The madam is kind and kind, but she's not easy to bully. Don't be too smart."

On weekdays, the courtesy flattered the horse in every way, the husband and wife only quarreled a little bit, you rushed to flatter the male host, and now you want to be a okay person, when the mistress is dead!

Mr. Xue said earlier that there are not only shrewd messengers in the world, but also nasty faces. Don’t be fooled by a few words or tears. Women stay in the house all day long. They don’t see much, but they should A pair of insights.

After saying this, Sister Rong turned around and left, leaving Qiuniang alone on the spot.

The happy event was in pairs. Within a few days, Ruo Mei was also diagnosed with a pregnancy of more than three months. Old man Gongsun was overjoyed and called everyone out to get drunk. Finally, he was carried back to the house; Minglan sent Xiaotao. On behalf of Congratulations, I also sent some good pregnancy tonic medicinal materials to ask for good maintenance. If the eyebrows are so happy, they don't know that there is a crucial letter pressed against Minglan at this time.

The grandson suddenly came to believe that his eldest brother’s marriage has been completed. How good and respectful the new sister-in-law is. Because the mother is not worried about her younger sister-in-law, she begged her aunt to stay for another six months and taught her new daughter-in-law how to handle the family. The aunt had to agree. When the journey is far away, Gongsun Meng will stay longer, and then **** his aunt to Beijing together to reunite his uncle and his wife.

There is also another letter in the letter, which was written by Aunt Gongsun to Minglan. It said: If Aunt Mei is pregnant by the time of the letter, she would think too much and missed her baby, please. Lan concealed this letter. Anyway, my master is a big husband who only loves the mountains and rivers, and he doesn't care about the trivial matters of the house, as long as he knows that his wife is coming three or five days in advance.

Minglan counts, when the grandmother Gongsun arrives in Beijing, if her eyebrows are already full, she does not delay.

Looking at the determination between the lines in this letter, she sighed and shook her head, and put the letter in properly—this Mrs. Gongsun was not only as meticulous as her hair, but also deep-hearted; if there were little tricks in her eyebrows, she might not be able to read enough.