First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 600
"Don't worry about it." The woman said with a smile on her face, "Don't you know our clothes? Whether it's fabric or style, they are all one in a hundred..."

"Master, the dim sum is back." There was a sound of hooves behind him, and Chang Shun replied respectfully.

Song Zixi nodded, and looked away from the two who were still talking, "Could it be the Shaw Brothers who are wearing pink clothes at the door?"

Chang Shun subconsciously looked at the place he was looking at just now, "It's really..." His attention was also attracted by the pink for a moment, and after he realized it, he couldn't help laughing, "Since I got married... this Mrs. Shao The color seems to be better than before."

Song Zixi showed a meaningful smile on his face, and said slowly, "The third young master of our family has always had a very good vision, but he is more forgetful..."

Changshun heard the string song and knew the elegance, and said with a smile, "I heard that the clothes in Shaojia Yifang are novel and have always been favored by ladies and wives... It just so happened that a few days ago, my mother was still talking to me: Because Li was busy making the second lady's dowry, the clothes of the other masters couldn't be opened a little... Although they also invited the embroiderers outside, the second lady still had a lot of complaints... Needlework Those aunts in the room are also embarrassed."

"There is such a thing?" Song Zixi raised his eyebrows with a smile, "My second aunt is most afraid of falling behind others in everything...Since that is the case, I might as well introduce this young lady from the Shao family to her later. ..."

Chang Shun hurriedly laughed, "Don't worry, Lord, this matter is on my shoulders."

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Seeing her stomach getting bigger day by day, Du Rongzhi's appetite also became better.On weekdays, she would bring Sister Guan to write and draw in the house, or discuss what to cook in the kitchen every day... So not only she alone, but also Sister Wan's little face was rounded along with it. up.

On the contrary, Song Zixun, every time he saw the two of them excitedly thinking about all kinds of food, he couldn't laugh or cry, and because Xue Chenghe said that the child was old, he was afraid that the childbirth would have to be extraordinarily difficult, so he changed his old habit of supervising her eating. As long as she ate a few more mouthfuls, she would immediately yell to stop, and Du Rongzhi was so angry that she wanted to cry, "You are too domineering...you force people to eat when they don't want to eat, but now you want to eat it." I won’t let people eat it…”

Song Zixun smiled and took the jujube cake she was about to put into her mouth, "Cousin said you can't eat too much sweets now, and it's not good for the baby in your belly... Be good, go for a walk in the garden with me... ..."

Du Rongzhi watched anxiously as Song Zixun took away the jujube paste cake and the pastry box, and swallowed hard.

She doesn't know what's wrong with her recently, her stomach seems like a bottomless pit... Especially this jujube cake, she used to be annoyed by the fishy smell, but now it tastes extremely sweet in her mouth.

She had a faint premonition in her heart: she had this bad boy in her belly who loved jujube cakes just like his old man... but she wondered if he would also be as fussy as his old man...

"I'm not going." Du Rongzhi looked away angrily, "You know you're forcing me to walk... My feet are swollen, and you're forcing me to walk..."

She worked terribly with her stomach up every day, and at night she often couldn't sleep all night because of the pain in her bones... But he was lucky, he even had to take care of himself when he ate more snacks...

The more Du Rongzhi thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and finally she just lay down on the table and sobbed aggrievedly.

Song Zixun couldn't laugh or cry, he stretched out his arms to hug her, jokingly said, "How old are you... how can you still cry?" While talking, he signaled Jing Si to take the snack with his eyes.

Jing Si smiled and blessed, put away the box and retreated silently.

Du Rongzhi naturally didn't see their movements, and just buried his face in his arms and struggled angrily. Seeing that he couldn't get away, Fang raised his head and complained tearfully, "Who is crying?! I was caught by you crying!"

"Why?" Song Zixun apologized with an innocent smile, "It's too late for me to feel sorry for you, so why would I be willing to be angry with you... It's really for your own good."

"You still say!" Du Rongzhi stretched out his hand and patted him away, sniffling his nose and said, "Why is it for my own good, you only have children in your heart... you don't care about me at all!"

"You've wronged me." Song Zixun coaxed in a good-tempered manner, "Although I care about the child, it's because I'm in your belly. If someone else—"

"Another person?" Du Rongzhi cut off the conversation, and stared at him vigilantly, "You still want someone else to give birth to you?!"

"I don't want to, I don't want to at all." Song Zixun smiled and put his hand on Du Rongzhi's round belly, "I just want Rong'er to give birth to me..." Just as he was talking, he felt like the little guy in his belly was like a little girl. Like a fish, he slid from under his hand to the other side, and couldn't help laughing, "Look, even our children know that I'm telling the truth, so please agree with me!"

Du Rongzhi gave him a hard look, and couldn't help but also smiled.

Song Zixun took her into his arms and whispered softly, "I know you've been working hard these days, but you've heard what my cousin said. You can only move around more often so that you can relax when you're in labor..." Then he cared, " You just said that your feet are swollen...what's going on?"

Du Rongzhi is not a person who doesn't know what to do, but he can't control his emotions for a while, and now he feels embarrassed to cry because of his stuttering, so he leaned into Song Zixun's arms and whispered, "I know you're doing it for my own good... Actually, it's not that I don't want to walk around, it's just that my feet have swelled up a lot these days, let alone walking, I'm so strangled..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Zixun leaned over and lifted her legs up.

Du Rongzhi was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously retreating, "What are you doing?"

Song Zixun stretched out his hand to hold it, "Don't move, I'll take a look."

Du Rongzhi said embarrassingly with a red face, "What's so interesting...it's so ugly."

Song Zixun didn't pay attention, he just put her legs on his knees gently, and stretched out his hands to remove the shoes and socks. Sure enough, seeing Du Rongzhi's white and tender feet were swollen from the ankle down, he couldn't help frowning, "All It's so swollen...how did you just tell me."

Seeing him discussing his swollen feet with her in such a serious manner, Du Rongzhi felt extremely embarrassed, so she quickly retracted and covered it with her skirt, blushing and said angrily, "What's there to say... Many women are pregnant with children. So... just wait until the baby is born."

"Really?" Song Zixun raised his eyebrows dubiously, "Why don't I remember this when I was pregnant with Sister Guan..." He couldn't help but pull Du Rongzhi's leg to massage her.

(End of this chapter)