Feng Jin was strangely silent and asked, "how good is it?"

Wei CI said with a smile, "let general Fu and Meng Xiaowei whisper at the door, and the Lord can hear it clearly."

Feng Jin: "

At this moment, Feng Jin looked at Meng Hun's eyes with some sympathy.

They thought they were whispering. No, it's a celebration party now. It's not suitable to talk about these serious things.

Because Jiang Pengji doesn't like noise and the people don't have fun for too long, the celebration banquet ended earlier.

Jiang Pengji asked people to prepare hot soup to wash away the sticky sweat and wine smell.

After entering the backyard, Huijun is sitting in the house embroidered with patterns. There are two round watermelons on the plate not far away.

She frowned. She didn't remember having someone send Huijun watermelon.

Although it has the effect of diuresis and detoxification, it is cold. Pregnant women can eat it, but they can't eat more.

"Who sent this?" Jiang Pengji asked.

When Huijun sees Jiang Pengji coming, she gets up and salutes. Then she wonders, "didn't Lang Jun send her?"

Jiang Pengji was noncommittal and asked the servant. Only then did she find out who sent it.

After the celebration party, she gave each person two extra watermelons.

There were few watermelons at the party.

The two on Huijun's side were donated by Fuwang.

"I can offer flowers to Buddha..."

After muttering a few words, she turned around and told Huijun not to eat too much.

"The doctor came to see it today? What did he say?"

Huijun said, "the doctor said that the fetal appearance is not very stable. It should be because of the march for days. Just rest assured and recuperate for a while."

She is in good health. She can stabilize after a good rest.

"There are snow steps in the inner yard. Just keep the tire." Jiang Pengji said, "embroidery hurts your eyes. Don't do it at night in the future."

Huijun said with a smile, "Lang Jun is more careful than my mother."

Jiang Pengji said, "after all, you are the godmother after the child. You don't care about being a mother. I should be more careful as a godmother."

Whether in her previous life or this life, she is in awe of the new life.

After all, new life is the future.

The night was dark, but every family was still brightly lit and no one slept.

"Why hasn't Chang Sheng slept yet?"

Feng Jin has thousands of words to talk to his wife. However, the little ancestor of Changsheng refuses to move his ass in the two people's room.

"Changsheng has a stomachache. My mother rubbed it."

Chang Sheng lay on his back in Wei Jingxian's arms, with a round belly. Wei Jingxian's hand rubbed her belly.

"So big, can't help eating less?"

Feng Jin sighed. Her daughter was not old and her tonnage was not small. She looked like a ball from a distance.

Although children are fat and cute, they always feel that Changsheng is too fat.

Because Chang Sheng likes to stick to Wei Jingxian, Feng Jin and his wife can only delay their plans to have a child again and again.