Chapter 203: I have been in good health since I was a child
Chapter 203: I have been in good health since I was a child
"I haven't thought about it, and you'd better not think about it either." Although I like to joke around, this is not something to be joked about. It can easily lead to something bad.
"Where's the child?" Xia Weiwei stopped struggling and turned around to see him smiling at her. His smile was filled with admiration, liking and love. It was so hard to let him go. Many times, she couldn't help herself.
In the past two years, Liu has repeatedly used examples to illustrate to Xia Weiwei the importance of marrying well, trying to get her to find a more suitable and better-matched young man from an official family at her prime age and end her marriage with Yang Biao.
And at this moment, she once again firmly believes that what can guarantee happiness is never the matching of material things, but the equality of thoughts and ideas.
"Don't move, lie down quickly. The child is with the wet nurse, Jinrong and Hongling are also taking care of him. He sleeps every day and is rarely awake." Yang Biao hugged and kissed her. His body had a desire to establish a closer connection with her, and an even greater desire to become one with her.
"I'll let you see the child later. Did you miss me?" Yang Biao let her go. Her eyes were as hot as fire, burning in his heart and warming his heart.
"Yeah," seeing him let go of her, Xia Weiwei took the initiative to kiss him, and once again forgot that she had given birth to a child.
"Master, have some tea." Yang Biao went to the dyeing workshop on Wangyun Street, where he placed Hongyan, Tan Minzhi, and Liao Panhua. As soon as he entered the study, Tan Minzhi came in with a tea tray.
"Well, okay." Yang Biao took the teacup and cast his eyes on her belly. She was less than two months pregnant. "Do you feel any discomfort in your body?"
"Sir, I have been in good health since I was a child." Seeing him looking at her and asking questions, Tan Minzhi lowered her head and said in a low voice.
"Okay, I've hired an old Chinese doctor, and he'll be at your home in a few days to see patients. If you feel any discomfort, you can go see him. Don't force yourself, okay?" Women will experience morning sickness around two months into their pregnancy. Of course, some people won't, and it depends on the individual. I don't know whether she will experience it or not, but it's still more reassuring to pay someone to see patients at home.
"Yes, Master." Tan Minzhi still kept her head down. She had had sex with Yang Biao last time. Although she was young, she still knew that there was something wrong with the tea and that her biological mother, Aunt Wu, had tampered with it. Although he did not say anything reproachful afterwards, she felt guilty when facing him.
"Raise your head!" Yang Biao didn't like her keeping her head down. She was always timid in front of him and didn't dare to express her own ideas.
"Yes, Master!" Tan Minzhi looked up at him, then lowered her head again.
"Come here," Yang Biao patted his thigh and asked her to sit on it.
"Ah," she felt a little scared, but still sat on it obediently.
"What books have you read at home?" Yang Biao knew that her biological father lived a well-off life, and in order to allow her to marry into a wealthy family, he allowed her to live in the capital with that Tan.
"Female Commandments, Female Virtues, Female Training and Female Model Records." The two of them were so close to each other, and the unique scent of men filled her nose. Tan Minzhi felt a little uncomfortable.
"Oh," Yang Biao understood. The books he read were all about women's morals and behavioral education. These books all emphasized women's morals, behavioral norms, family roles, and harmonious coexistence with society and family.
"Master, Ah Hua's father is a doctor in the imperial court. She has many books at home. I'll ask her to come and help you read." Liao Panhua read a lot of books. Tan Minzhi liked to get along with her and often asked her some questions. When Yang Biao was about to wake up, he called her to the study to serve him, which made Yang Biao mistakenly think that he had touched two people at the same time.
"Well," seeing her running away, Yang Biao smiled and shook his head. I won't eat you, so why run so fast?
"Master, let me grind ink for you." Liao Panhua entered the study and saw that there was not much ink left on the inkstone. He pulled up his sleeve, took the ink stick, poured water on it and started grinding it.
Yang Biao was holding the book and saw her placing the ink stick diagonally on the inkstone and rubbing it in circles until it lightly scraped the inkstone and the ink flowed back very slowly, so she put the ink stick back to its original place.
"Do you often grind ink for your father at home?" She had come to the study to grind ink for herself before, but she was always concentrating on reading. Today was the first time Yang Biao observed her grinding ink.
"Yeah," Liao Panhua nodded. At that time, her aunt was still favored, and she often played in her father's study. Turning her head to look at the handsome man in front of her, she couldn't help blushing when she thought that this man would accompany her for the rest of her life.
"Why are you standing so far away?" Yang Biao reached out and pulled her over, but when he lowered his head, he saw a scar at the base of her left thumb.
"I accidentally cut myself on the scar while cutting vegetables at home." Seeing that he was staring at the scar on his finger, Liao Panhua explained its origin.
Her father later married a new wife, and the mistress was harsh on the concubine who had fallen out of favor, often making the aunt kneel down to serve. The aunt gradually became unable to order the people in the kitchen, and the mother and daughter gradually had to solve the problem of eating by themselves.
"Don't worry, I will treat you well." Seeing her burst into tears when she recalled the past, Yang Biao hugged the girl distressedly. She must have suffered a lot in the Liao family, which is why she is so sad.
"Yang Biao, why can't I get pregnant yet?" Even Tan Minzhi, who came into the family later than her, is pregnant. Qin Xiaoran is a little anxious.
"It may be my fault. Didn't Hongyan get pregnant either?" Yang Biao hugged Qin Xiaoran and narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew best why she couldn't get pregnant, but he didn't expect that Hongyan hadn't gotten pregnant for such a long time.
Most people in ancient times did not understand the ovulation period, and they would not understand it even if they were told. That was because their cognitive level was not high enough, and their lack of understanding led to primitive impulses and habits dominating their actions.
"Oh, that's right. Hongyan is three months older than me. If she is not in a hurry, then I am not in a hurry either." Thinking of Hongyan, Qin Xiaoran was instantly healed.
"I have an exam soon, if you are free, please..." Yang Biao originally wanted to ask her to help Xia Weiwei take care of the children if she was free, but after thinking about it, he decided not to say it out loud. It would be better for them to just live their own lives.
"What are you doing when you have time?" Qin Xiaoran sat up and looked at him with a smile. He could feel his own existence more attentively and experience every contact with himself more deeply.
This behavior may seem overbearing, but it actually reveals his cherishment and possessiveness.
"Can you not say the third word next time?" This caused him to have a physiological reaction. Yang Biao hugged her and sighed that he was going to fall again.
"Fuck?" Why couldn't he say the third word? Qin Xiaoran looked at him puzzledly, but he pressed her directly under him.
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