"My husband, please don't say that to others. Being fat means you are lucky. Look at my mother, she says I am lucky every day." Bai Sang instructed.
It was also when she discovered that her world was based on her face and body.
The more I eat, the more fat my face becomes.
The baby is even fatter than a year ago.
Bai Sang was always sad.
Shu Zhengqing nodded vigorously, "I won't tell you, but I actually like the lady like this."
Bai Sang sounded very happy.
After Shumu took the medicine, she led Bai Sang back home.
Shufu followed Shu Zhengqing.
A family of four.
On the way back, I happened to meet someone I knew.
Follow everyone and say hello.
It is also rare to see a neatly organized family of four.
Bai Sang was praised in various ways by some mothers-in-law and aunts.
Who makes her face fat? In addition, her skin is very white, just like the virgin next to the Bodhisattva.
Shu Zhengqing's appearance is not bad, his facial features have become refined. Before, he was just delicate, but now he has become a little handsome.
Wearing a white robe, all he needs is a fan, otherwise he looks like a handsome young man.
It is inevitable that some people will regret it.
At the beginning, everyone knew that calligraphers were looking for child brides. Some families had daughters, and they could give them to anyone as child brides.
It was also because I felt unlucky at the time that I didn't send it over.
Seeing that Shujia's life is getting better and better, Shu Zhengqing is also good-looking, and his illness is about to be cured.
Isn't this just a happy occasion
It also wiped away the bad luck in the family.
"Madam, they all praise you for your good fortune. I feel as if they are praising me. I am very happy." Shu Zhengqing stood next to Bai Sang and whispered.
Now the two of them can't hold hands in a crowded place like before.
Shu Zhengqing is also ten years old.
In ancient times, when a man was ten years old, he could become the head of his family.
Bai Sang was not happy about this blessing at all. He pursed his lips tightly and pinched his face with his right hand.
Chubby, with a pair of round eyes.
She still wants a thin figure.
"Madam, what's wrong with you?" Shu Zhengqing's eyes were on Bai Sang's face, and now he found that the person was silent.
"It's okay." Bai Sang was still a little depressed.
Shu Zhengqing wanted to say something, but someone came around to talk.
After thinking about it, I decided to go home and talk to my wife again.
Shumu bought some meat and went home. Today is a good day to cook something delicious.
The bookkeeper went to the shop. Although there were people watching, it was better to guard by himself.
arrive home.
Shu Zhengqing placed the things he got from his wife on the study table, "Madam, if you want to use them, I can give them to you."
A few books and a pen.
Bai Sang shook his head.
She looked at the medicine her mother had just brought in with a grimace on her face.
"Madam, you tell me every day that good medicine tastes bitter." Shu Zhengqing reached out and picked up the soup, "Drink it."
Bai Sang pursed his lips.
I don’t really want to drink it.
Shu Zhengqing's beautiful eyes showed a smile, "I bought some sweetmeats, and after I finish drinking them, I'll give them to you."
Bai Sang's eyes lit up.
The sweet preserves are so delicious.
She thought for a while and nodded vigorously: "Okay, I'll drink."
"I'll feed the lady." Shu Zhengqing pushed her hand away, blew on the spoon, and fed it to Bai Sang's mouth.
Bai Sang shook his head, "I want to drink it all at once."
Drinking Chinese medicine one mouthful at a time is fatal.
"Okay, I'll cool you down." As an experienced person, Shu Zhengqing nodded and blew on the soup noodles.
A pungent and unpleasant smell of Chinese medicine lingered on Bai Sang's nose.
"I just want to eat a sweetmeat first."
(End of chapter)