Yangui’s roasted lamb is very special. It has a shiny brown color, a slightly spicy taste with a fresh fragrance, is not greasy or smelly, and the meat is tender and delicious.
According to the saying in the capital, Wei Yang couldn't eat it. But according to the saying in Yanzhou, there was no saying that pregnant women couldn't eat mutton. Yan Gui and the old general said that she could eat it, so Wei Yang didn't hesitate. Yan Gui cut a plate of meat slices for her, and she dipped it in the prepared sauce, and she ate until her belly was full.
After the meal, the old general and housekeeper Ding went to play chess, while the others accompanied Wei Yang to take a walk in the garden.
"Dingwu, go prepare your fishing rods. Let's have a fishing competition."
Since the Yan family's father and son, and the Su family's uncle and nephew, their biggest hobby now is fishing.
If they could go out for a walk and find a wild pond to fish, that would be the best. Nowadays, Wei Yang would start the operation as she said, and the midwife sent by the palace would enter the mansion after the fifth day of the first lunar month to wait. They naturally couldn't go out fishing, so they narrowed the scope of fishing again and again.
Originally, the Su Mansion and the Yan Mansion took turns, and when they caught fish, they would throw them into the pond and not eat them. Now, there is only the small pond of the Yan Mansion, and even the Su Mansion does not go there.
Su Changle held the fishing rod tightly and looked at Su Muchen and Yan Gui: "Whoever catches the biggest fish in today's competition will win."
"What are we competing for?" Yan Gui threw the rod into the water indifferently, but his peripheral vision was watching Wei Yang and Li Shujuan walking under the jujube tree.
Su Changle was still thinking when she suddenly heard Li Shujuan scream, "Aunt Jiu, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Gui dropped his fishing rod and ran over. Su Changle panicked and forgot to throw away the fishing rod. He ran with it in his hand. It was only when Su Muchen reminded him that he remembered to throw away the fishing rod.
Wei Yang held Li Shujuan with one hand and pinched her waist with the other, her brows tightly furrowed, her teeth biting her red lips without saying a word.
Yan Gui was so anxious that he was at a loss what to do. He didn't dare to help or hug the child.
After the pain passed, Wei Yang finally caught her breath and whispered, "I'm afraid it's about to start. Yan Gui, come and help me back to the house."
Knowing that Wei Yang had a stomachache, everyone was at a loss as to what to do and could only support her and walk slowly back.
Yan Gui asked tentatively: "How about I carry you back?"
Wei Yang shook her head. Her belly was big now, and it would be more comfortable for Yan Gui to carry her than to walk by herself.
The few of them walked very slowly. Yan Gui supported Wei Yang, while Su Changle and Su Muchen and his wife followed carefully behind them.
After walking about ten steps, Weiyang would stop and wait for the pain to subside before walking again.
Xiao Cao ran fast, and when Wei Yang said she was ready to start, she ran to ask for the midwife. When the midwife came, Wei Yang had just rested for the second time.
As soon as the nanny came over, she supported Wei Yang's other arm and said softly, "Don't worry, Madam, I will support you. Just follow me and walk slowly."
It was still the first month of the year when the cold wind blew across her face. Wei Yang's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and Yan Gui was even worse, with sweat pouring down his face.
It was a short distance of less than fifty meters. Wei Yang walked and stopped many times, and it took him about half an hour to finally enter the yard.
"Madam, you haven't entered the pelvis yet. Walk around in the yard. If it hurts, we can take a break. If it doesn't hurt, we can walk around again. Okay?" Nanny is a palace nanny who helps the palace's masters give birth. Occasionally, she also helps princesses who marry out of the palace and the women of the royal family.
She knew that the more noble and pampered these masters were, the fewer of them could really listen to her at first. It was only at the end, when they had no other choice, that they would listen to her.
I didn't expect that the seemingly delicate and weak wife of the Duke of Zhenguo would not say a word. She did whatever she was told without even frowning! On the other hand, the Duke of Zhenguo, Yan Gui, and Duke Su kept frowning, looking like they were not easy to mess with.