Back to the farmhouse: the hunter lady is beautiful and charming

Chapter 311 Clay Figure
Shen Feiyan did lack of exercise during this period, especially after being ill, even the activity with the most amount of exercise, such as taking a bath, became a bath every other day.

I stay at home and read the script every day. After reading for a long time, it is inevitable that my back will hurt.

The spirit is also getting worse.

She didn't notice it herself, and Shen Daya also felt that pregnant women don't need to do anything, just take good care of the fetus, and she didn't make any sense about it.

After Liu Xigui noticed that his wife was getting more and more lethargic, she only slept and read scripts, and she fell asleep more and more, so she went to ask the doctor alone.

The doctor said to let her move more.

As soon as Shen Feiyan heard that she could go back, she regained her spirits and was about to speak, but was distracted by a strange feeling in her stomach.

Maintaining a side-lying position, he froze and did not dare to move.

Liu Xigui also maintained the posture of supporting his abdomen, silently recalling the feeling just now, and after a while he said, "Your stomach moved just now." As soon as the words fell, the palm of his hand was pressed against his stomach again.

"It moved again."

It was the first time for the couple to experience this kind of thing, and after staring at each other for a long time, Shen Feiyan pointed to her stomach, and said cautiously, "Take a look for me, is your belly bulging?"

"I dare not move."

"What if I move and he doesn't move?"

Liu Xigui nodded seriously.

He sat up and looked at his wife's stomach intently. To his disappointment, after watching for a long time this time, his wife's stomach didn't move again.

Shen Feiyan was also very disappointed.

"Why didn't you move?"

"Did you fall asleep?"

Liu Xigui covered her with a quilt, massaged her waist with one hand habitually, and said for the child, "He is still young, and it takes a lot of strength to move."

"It should be tired."

Shen Feiyan touched her slippery belly.

"Then let him rest."

I am looking forward to tomorrow.

"He can move already, we will wait for him to move tomorrow."

Liu Xigui, "Yes."

His wife's words aroused a sense of anticipation in his heart, and he kept his hands on his wife's belly all night, as long as the child moved, he would be able to detect it immediately.
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Early the next morning, the couple got dressed, but they didn't go out in a hurry. Instead, one sat by the bed and the other stood in front of the bed, both looking down at their bulging stomachs.

After waiting for a long time, my stomach still didn't move.

Shen Feiyan had some doubts, was it her own illusion last night?

Waited a long time again.

The child didn't move, but her stomach was growling.

"Sir, the baby is hungry."

Liu Xigui came back to his senses, "I'll go and bring the food over."

During the meal, Shen Feiyan realized how stupid her behavior from last night to this morning was. It was not enough for her to be stupid alone. She usually looks so smart to be stupid with her.

Couldn't hold back a chuckle.

"Hahaha……"

"Msister, don't you think it's silly for us to sit on the bed and wait for nearly a stick of incense just to wait for the baby to move?"

"Why are you so stupid?"

Liu Xigui pressed his fist to his lips and coughed lightly to change the subject.

"The snow stopped today."

I don't know if the baby exercised too much last night.

Shen Feiyan had a big appetite this morning. For a meal, she ate a meat bun with mushrooms, a pork bun with cabbage, a bowl of vegetable and meat porridge, and half a pancake with eggs.

I was hungry again before noon.

So he ate another meal, and then went out with Liu Xigui after the meal.
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As soon as the heavy snow stopped, more people set up stalls. The snow on the street was cleaned up by hard-working vendors, and the bustling atmosphere of the past was restored.

There are also many people going to the market.

Passing by the clay figurine booth, Shen Feiyan chatted with the vendor in a familiar way.

"Boss, the ground is covered with snow, and the soil is also frozen stiff, why do you still have mud figurines?"

The vendor is an old man with a kind face.

"I've made clay figurines for decades, and I rely on them for food. Of course, I have my own way. I can make clay figurines all year round."

"Ma'am, do you want to make two clay figurines?"

"The price is not expensive, five cents each, and the storage will bring you and your husband to life. As long as you store it properly, it can be kept for a lifetime."

(End of this chapter)