After wearing the book, I became Shoufu's favorite

Chapter 569

The mother and daughter went into the room to whisper, Xie Yuan of course couldn't follow in, he ordered someone to speak to Zhu Yuzhi, then turned around and went to the study.

The new emperor came to the throne for the first time, and he wasn't really all right. Most of his subordinates were important national affairs that required him to worry about.

Today is considered a privilege given to him by His Majesty, after knowing that Mian Mian is pregnant.

There will be no such good things in the future.

inside the house.

Mrs. Shen supported Song Mianmian to sit down, pushed everyone in the room away, and then took her daughter's hand and spoke heartfelt words.

"Good girl, you have good news now, and my mother can finally let go of her hanging heart. If you don't have good news for a day, mother will not be able to sleep well all day."

As Mrs. Shen spoke, tears filled her eyes again. She looked so pitiful, but Song Mianmian didn't know what to say.

She was a little disgusted with Madam Shen's words, but Madam Shen's loving heart is really touching.

She didn't know what to say, so she could only pat Mrs. Shen on the back.

"Xie's family is good, and I treat you well, niece, you have indeed met a kind family." Mrs. Shen thought, if it was another family, if there was no news for nearly two years, there would be more Yingying Yanyan in the backyard.

Song Mianmian also felt this, so she nodded, "Mom, I know."

The times are like this, and she is just a speck of dust in history, how can you blame Mrs. Shen for saying such things?
Seeing that she understood, Mrs. Shen breathed a sigh of relief, "It's better now, it's better now, baby girl, mother is looking forward to your well-being."

"Looking forward to your loving husband and wife, full of children and grandchildren."

After these few words, Song Mianmian also had tears in her eyes. She hugged Mrs. Shen tightly, "Mother..."

Madam Shen gently wiped the tears from the corners of Song Mianmian's eyes, and persuaded softly, "Be good, don't cry, you are going to be a mother."

Having said that, Mrs. Shen's tears fell faster than anyone else.

The image of Mrs. Shen crying flashed through Song Mianmian's mind, and she felt more and more funny. Mrs. Shen was also a mother herself, but she cried a lot in front of her, and now she is still teaching her like this.

It's funny.

Song Mianmian managed not to laugh out loud, so as not to embarrass her mother's face.

The mother and daughter whispered for a while, and Mrs. Shen told some things that need to be paid attention to during pregnancy, and then someone came to call for dinner.

Mrs. Shen is a distinguished guest, and Xie's family wanted to host a banquet for them, and Song Mianmian couldn't smell meat, so it was inconvenient to go to the front hall.

If it wasn't for being a guest, Mrs. Shen didn't want to go to the front hall, she just wanted to be with her daughter.

But it was inconvenient for her in-laws to wait, so Mrs. Shen told Song Mianmian a few more words, saying that she would come back after dinner before going to the front hall.

Mrs. Shen went, but Xie Yuan stayed with Song Mianmian in the room.

Song Mianmian's dinner was neither meat nor oily. According to her request, she steamed two steamed buns and added a little pickle.

Seeing it, Xie Yuan felt heartbroken.

He knew very well that Mianmian was someone who liked to eat, especially meat, and now that he was like this... He really felt sorry for her.

This kid can really make a fuss.

He couldn't help but said, "Mianmian, I'll beat the baby up when the baby is born!"

Take revenge for his family.

Song Mianmian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and looked at him with crooked eyebrows, "What if it's a girl?"

Xie Yuan: "..."

If it's a daughter, beating is definitely not acceptable. He looked embarrassed and took a bite of steamed buns.

Seeing him like this, Song Mianmian couldn't help laughing.

"Okay." She took the steamed bun from Xie Yuan's hand, "You don't vomit, what are you eating?"

Xie Yuan looked into her eyes, "The child belongs to the two of us. What you, a mother, eat, I, a father, should eat."

Song Mianmian was taken aback, her thoughts were complicated, and she couldn't tell what was going on in her heart.

Just for a moment, she thought.

In this life, she will never meet another person who loves her like Xie Yuan.

Xie Yuan didn't think too much about it. After speaking, he buried his head in the steamed buns, which looked delicious.

After eating the steamed buns, it was Song Mianmian who asked the kitchen to stew the red bean porridge. It was soft and glutinous in the mouth, and the stewed red beans were so bad that she felt full after eating a small bowl.

Xie Yuan ate five steamed buns in one go.

Song Mianmian was also worried that she wasn't full. After all, there was no oil and no salt for dinner, so it would definitely not work for a long time.

Seeming to see her worry, Xie Yuan smiled lightly and said, "Mianmian, have you forgotten that when we were in Qingshan Village, we could only eat such white-faced steamed buns during the festivals?"

Fine grains are expensive, and Xie's family are all digging in the fields, so Xie Kang and Xie Yingsheng can find some small jobs during the slack season.

With just a few acres of land, to support a family and be filial to the old lady, Xie Yuan, a scholar, must also be supported.

How can it be that simple?
That is to say, after he was admitted as a scholar, the family's tax was reduced and exempted, and he had some other ways to earn money, so the family was better off.

Song Mianmian thought about it, it really is.

It's just that she made money quickly and quickly improved her family's life, so that period of time was not too long for her.

Not long after dinner, Mrs. Shen came again, and it was getting late, so Song Mianmian asked her to stay here tonight.

Mrs. Shen didn't refuse at all, and directly agreed.

The mother and daughter live together, Xie Yuan can only sleep in the study, he really wants to give his daughter-in-law a sad look, but with the mother-in-law around, he can't do it too obviously.

Xie Yuan thought it was not obvious, but Mrs. Shen saw it very clearly.

As soon as Xie Yuan left, Mrs. Shen looked at Song Mianmian teasingly, "Seeing the relationship between you two, I feel relieved."

Song Mianmian's cheeks flushed, and she and Mrs. Shen had already put on the pajamas she made.

The layers of curtains were lowered, and the candlelight in the house passed through the curtains, leaving only faint light.

The mother and daughter were lying side by side in the soft quilt. Mrs. Shen looked at her daughter lovingly, and reached out to smooth the broken hair that fell on her face.

There was no concealment in her eyes, and Song Mianmian's heart was full of warmth. She stretched out her arms and hugged Mrs. Shen, "Mother, I love you."

Her straightforward and bold confession made Mrs. Shen blush.

Mrs. Shen nodded her nose, with a deep smile on her lips, "Don't be poor, rest early, you are pregnant with a child now, rest is very important."

Her hands rhythmically patted the quilt behind Song Mianmian.

The corners of Song Mianmian's lips curled up, A Yuan coaxed her like this yesterday, and now mother coaxes her like this, she is really a child.

Song Mianmian thought about it, and only remembered another thing before going to bed.

She sat up suddenly, and raised her voice to order outside, "Xiaolu, ask the kitchen to send some supper to A Yuan, and make some meat."

The last four words are what she reminded emphatically.

Xie Yuan is a big man, and he is busy with official duties, how can he do it without eating meat?

Xie Yuan is willing to accompany her, but she is not willing to let Xie Yuan accompany her.

Soon, Xiao Lu agreed, "Yes, ma'am."

Xiaolu turned and left, Song Mianmian's sleepiness just now dissipated, she yawned, and met Mrs. Shen's smiling eyes.

"mother……"

Song Mianmian was a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Shen stopped joking, but patted the back of her hand, "Seeing that you two love each other, I feel relieved."

"I'm really relieved."

(End of this chapter)