Quick Transmigration: Cub, don’t be afraid, Dad is here

Chapter 246 Female Venerable, I am Mother Thirteen
That night, it happened to be Lanyuan's turn.

After the meal, Yunfei was writing the proposal with a pen, and Lan Nianqing beside him was helping to sharpen the ink.

Suddenly talking about Gong Liusu's worries today, Yunfei smiled lightly and said, "That's an account on the bright side, I still have some private treasury here, don't worry, our money is still enough for the time being."

"Is that so..."

What should be happy, but Yunfei could hear his sullen mood, "What's the matter? Is there anything unhappy?"

Lan Nianqing shook her head, then continued to grind her ink with her head down...

Yunfei had no choice but to stop the pen in his hand, pondered for a while and asked, "Do you have any thoughts about the accounts in the Fuchu? It doesn't matter, you can say whatever you want.

Let me tell you what you think, although there is no shortage of money for the time being, our house really needs to make a living to support this big family. "

"Then is there a shop in our mansion?"

"Yes, there are two small shops and a restaurant on the main street, and there are two on the third street."

Yunfei does not lack such things as shops, fields and Zhuangzi.

No matter how poor Jingcheng is, there are rich people everywhere.

From the day she took over, local tyrants and squires often gave gifts through various channels to make connections.

She will accept this kind of voluntary door-to-door gift, but what to do is still what to do.

The group of acquaintances didn't dare to say anything, they thought it would be good to spend money to get acquainted, so how dare they raise conditions!
Under Yunfei's swift and resolute methods, as long as he doesn't get embarrassed, it's fine.

So even though they knew it was useless to give gifts, they would still rely on their relationship and send the gifts to Yunfei.

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After being silent for a while, Lan Nianqing whispered: "Then... wife master, what business do you plan to do?"

"I'm writing a plan. I'm going to run the shop and maintain the expenses of the mansion and the barracks."

Lan Nianqing can't read much... After a glance, she didn't understand anything.

He bit his lip, and was finally discouraged, concentrating on polishing the ink.

On the other hand, after empathizing with Yunfei, he tentatively said: "How about I give each of you a shop to run? You can keep the money you make for yourself."

"Is it possible?" Hearing this, Lan Nianqing was instantly excited.

This also made Yunfei laugh, so she just said it!Girls who want but dare not want, and who are afraid of spending money, are like this!

"Okay, tomorrow I will pick out five rooms and let you pick one. Take whatever room you get! I don't care about the shop's account, you can handle it yourself."

"But...but I can't read..."

Thinking it was something, Yunfei asked with a smile: "Have you forgotten? Liusu is a well-known talent in the capital! Let him teach you.

Liusu's heart is very soft, you can try to get closer to him. "

"Brother Gong, he is indeed a very good person."

Only he can be qualified for the position of king!
"Then it's settled. You can think about your own shop and what you want to sell."

"Okay!" Lan Nianqing happily sat aside and picked up her pen.

He does not write, but draws patterns that only he can understand.

They didn't rest until the candle was burned out.

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Three years later.

The moment the bed curtain was lowered, Yunfei and the simulated robot switched places.

The rocking foot of the bed, the blush and heart-beating panting, until late at night.

After dawn, the bright red on the snow-white veil on the bed is the testimony of last night's madness.

For the first time in three years, Gong Liusu got up late.

In the early morning, bursts of piano sound came from the mansion. It was obviously a cheerful tune, but people could hear the sadness hidden in it.

Before dawn, Lan Nianqing went out of the mansion to inspect the shop. Only by being busy could he conceal the sourness in his heart.

After all, it can't be done...

Just thinking about it makes me feel madly jealous...

Mu Jin left the house last night, rode a horse and galloped into a valley, and sat alone until dawn.

There is a wooden house built by him and Yunfei. In summer, they often come here to practice martial arts and stay overnight.

These years, Yunfei gave them absolute freedom. Influenced by Prince Jing's mansion, more and more men on the street were allowed to go out and walk.

When every husband goes out alone, there are dead men by his side, so there is no need to worry about safety.

As for Ye Lian'er... He went to sit in the pharmacy he opened early.

Also taken is... evasion.

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Yunfei ordered someone to move the jade basin that had been prepared into Gong Liusu's room, and placed it by the window.

There is a specially reserved location... The window faces the sun.

After rebuilding the City Lord's Mansion, all the yards have been carefully set up, and each room is ready for raising children.

Gong Liusu carefully took out a fist-sized fruit from a jade box.

The fruit is round, light red, and the peel is crystal clear, which looks a bit like jelly.

Gong Liusu's menstrual blood of this month has been collected a few days ago, warming and nourishing the fruit in advance.

Under the guidance of the nurse next to them, the two cut their palms.

The blended blood is placed in a jade flower pot, and the medicinal liquid prepared with a prescription that has been passed down in the mainland for thousands of years is added.

A large basin of greenish-redish liquid was formed.

The fetal fruit is carefully placed in it to soak.

The waiting medical girl and father-in-law hurried forward to help them bandage the wound, and then told the details, "Wang Jun remembers to put some blood into the basin every morning and night. It doesn't need too much, just scratch your finger and drop ten drops." .

Then the monthly menstrual blood is collected and put into a jade basin.

Whether Wang Si is healthy or not is especially important in the first three months!Sunshine for half an hour every morning and moonlight for half an hour at night.

Please, Wang Jun, must keep a close eye on the situation of the fetal fruit. If there is any abnormality, call me immediately. "

Gong Liusu, who was a father for the first time, nodded solemnly. He is also very nervous now.

I am afraid that the fetal fruit will not be conceived, that the child will die young, and that the child will not please the wife.

After seeing off the idlers, Yunfei and Gong Liusu sat on the floor together, nervously looking at the fetal fruit in the jade basin.

Now it is unchanged.

It has to wait for a few days, and if it is successfully conceived, buds will grow at the bottom of the fruit to hold the fruit up.

The pulp began to flow like blood, and after one month, there was a faint sound of heart beating inside the fruit.

But this kind of sound, except for those who practice martial arts and have sensitive ears, most people can't hear it.

"Your Highness, do you think our prince is pregnant?"

"Don't be nervous, we have prepared so well for Wang'er, he will definitely grow up healthily."

In fact, she was also nervous in her heart, and her heartbeat accelerated violently, but she pretended to be calm.

"hope so………"

From this day on, Gong Liusu never left the room even for meals.

Although he was very reassured about his younger brothers in the mansion, the importance of the baby made him dare not be careless.

I can only guard at every step.

The same is true in common people's homes. When a husband gives birth to a child, he will rarely leave the house, and the work at home is handed over to the other four husbands.

After all, even a family that cannot afford to eat has at least five men in the family.

　Today's mood affects the writing status, I will make up chapters tomorrow, one update is missing.

　　When I was young, I was happy and looking forward to celebrating the New Year. When I grew up, I felt a sense of fear about the New Year...

　　The ubiquitous sympathetic eyes follow me, although I don't know, what is worthy of sympathy for me...

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)