The County Magistrate is Not Slag Very A - Chapter 70
The night wind couldn’t blow through the closed door, Song Boxue couldn’t guess, at the end of the two people, it seemed that both of them were taking the initiative, and no one escaped the passive.
Like an early spring river meeting the early melting winter snow.
Water dissolves in water-
You and I-
On the pure white sheets, the red plums are dotted…
The spring sun is warm but not dry, and the wind is gentle. It would be better if there was no black pig in the yard.
Song Boxue looked at Gao Wangcai, who had grown to one meter long, was tied to a tree by Zhu Zhu with a rope. The surrounding of the tree had been arched by pigs. So wonderful smell.
Zhu Zhu is standing in front of Jiang Fanyin and looking at her abdomen: “Time flies so fast, this princess has never seen a pregnant woman as happy as you, not only does not vomit, but the child is also honest .”
Jiang Fanyin twitched her brows, it seemed that she was only a little uncomfortable in the first few days of being pregnant, but she was really relieved after that. She should be a good child.
Zhu Zhu thought while saying: “When the child comes out, we will be able to accompany us to make a fortune, Xiao Wangcai is too lonely.”
She glanced at Gao Wangcai, who was circling around the big tree, her expression was a little sad, and when she saw Xiao Wangcai became Da Wangcai, she suddenly had a mother-like worry Come.
If the wealth grows up, it is not suitable to carry it everywhere.
Song Boxue opened her mouth, wanting to say that this pig is almost raised and can be slaughtered for barbecue, but remembering Zhu Zhu’s unconventional temperament, she sighed and helped Jiang Fanyin enter house.
“Stay away from that pig in the future. What if I bump into you?”
Jiang Fanyin smiled: “Princess is usually tied to it, don’t worry.”
Although the pig is not smart, it looks very lazy. It only eats and sleeps all day, sleeps and eats, and it is not threatening.
Song Boxue disapproved after hearing Jiang Fanyin say this: “Didn’t the princess still lead her for a walk every evening? You’d better stay away in the future.”
Jiang Fanyin poked her cheek funny, and assured: “Okay, I will never be near Xiao Wangcai in the future.”
Song Boxue finally felt relieved, but every day, she would always guard Jiang Fanyin and guard Zhu Zhu and the pig named Wang Cai.
Time just passed by so unhurriedly.
At the end of summer, Jiang Fanyin gave birth to a daughter,
The little guy didn’t look like it at first, but when it grows up, it looks like a snow dumpling, so cute and endearing.
On this day, Song shi looked at her little granddaughter in a trance, and her mind became a mess of porridge.
There is no other reason, that is, this child is too similar to that little conscience in her family.
The little guy is exactly the same as Song Boxue when he was a child, from the eyes to the nose to the mouth, there is nothing different.
Remembering that her daughter said it was her own, Song looked up at the sky, the sun didn’t come out in the west, why is there anything strange.
In the night, the Song family took the little guy to her, and looked at it hard.
Like, so similar, she couldn’t refute it.
Anyone who sees it will think that this little guy is Song Boxue’s biological daughter, and he has never seen such an adult.
On the other side, Jiang Fanyin was worried. When she was changing the little guy’s clothes today, she suddenly found that something was wrong with her daughter.
So when Song Boxue came to the bed, she raised her hand and touched the top of Song Boxue’s hair: “Lower your head, let me see something.”
He lowered his head, his hair spread to his chest, Jiang Fanyin reached out and lifted his black hair, revealing a smooth neck.
She got closer, stared at the place behind Song Bo Xue’er, and pressed it lightly with her fingers.
The gland was pressed twice abruptly, Song Boxue shivered uncontrollably.
“What’s wrong with Sister Jiang, did you think about it? Hmm~”
Song Boxue turned around and hugged Jiang Fanyin, but was pushed away when she was about to go further.
“Wait a minute, you said you were the key to getting me pregnant?”
“Yeah, what’s wrong?”
Song Boxue looked at Jiang Fanyin with a solemn face, and was a little puzzled, why did she suddenly talk about this issue again.
Jiang Fanyin’s eyes were full of seriousness: “There is also behind my daughter’s ear, just like you here, exactly the same.”
She pointed at Song Boxue’s ear with a complicated expression, so her daughter’s physique in the future can also make a woman pregnant?
Song Boxue was stunned, her daughter also has glands!
Isn’t it only after differentiation? It’s too bad, isn’t it, they are divided at birth?
There is no pheromone in this ancient time!
Is the daughter an alpha or an omega?
No matter what the constitution is, it needs to be comforted every month…
It’s over, she still has to start researching pheromone, the key is that she doesn’t know anything.
Seeing that Song Boxue’s expression was wrong, Jiang Fanyin hurriedly asked, “Is there something wrong?”
She remembered that Song Boxue was going to be like this when she got sick. It seemed that there were a few days every month when she was very-hungry-thirsty–
Suddenly her face turned bad. Could it be that her daughter inherited this problem at such a young age, what should I do?
Where can I find a little girl to eat for my daughter at such a young age… Doll kiss?
Jiang Fanyin shook his head, shaking out the outrageous thoughts in his mind.
Song Boxue is also having a headache: “Take a good look tomorrow, let’s see what’s going on first.”
If it is really so small, it will be divided, no matter how difficult it is.
Fortunately, there was no situation that they were worried about in the following days. The little guy was all normal, except that he was a little too energetic, and it seemed that everything was the same as ordinary people.
Song Boxue vaguely judged that with such a vigorous and vigorous daughter, there is a high probability that her daughter is an alpha with extraordinary physique.
When the little guy caught Zhou Li, Song Clan and Jiang Zhifu finally got to know the name.
Because the little guy didn’t care about anything, he held onto Jiang Fanyin’s hairpin tightly and didn’t let go, and would never catch anything else.
Seeing this, Song Boxue quickly cut the mess, and decided directly: “Let’s call it Song Chai Chai.”
Song Chai Chai is the little overlord of Pingchuan County. His father is the county magistrate, his mother is the chairman of the chamber of commerce, his godfather is a Hou Ye, and his godmother is a princess.
She was also born in a good era. When she grew up, the Baiyue Dynasty issued a new decree: allowing women to enter school and enter officialdom.
Song Boxue shook her head and sighed as she looked at her daughter who was calling friends for a spring outing.
Jiang Fanyin took her arm and said with a smile: “What’s the matter? You, don’t ask too much of the hairpin, as long as she doesn’t hurt others, she can live happily, no ?”
My daughter is very obedient and assertive.
She didn’t understand where Song Boxue’s occasional sighs came from.
Song Boxue put her arms around Jiang Fanyin’s shoulders and said leisurely, “I’m worried about her physique, and I don’t understand how steady I am, such a person who loves my family, sister Jiang, how gentle you are, just look at our hairpins and follow Just like a little overlord, with a fiery temperament, I don’t know who to follow, what kind of person will I marry in the future to make people feel at ease.”
“You were prudent when you were young? Besides, who said you must get married, let’s not interfere with her choice, and leave everything to her, okay?”
Jiang Fanyin gave her an angry look, this talent is not stable, and her daughter obviously follows Song Boxue’s temperament.
Song Boxue looked at Jiang Fanyin and smiled: “Okay.”
Leave everything to time, and time will make the best arrangements.
But what they didn’t expect was that the time was arranged very quickly. After this study tour, Song Chai Chai brought them back a daughter-in-law.
Of course that’s another story…
The author has something to say:
Thanks to the little cuties who accompanied the little county magistrate all the way here, saying thank you is too foreign, come, hold tight, we will make an appointment~
(end of book)