Chapter 1141： protest

Although people wake up, the sadness and pain in the dream overflows into reality.

She couldn't help crying, the sadness almost drowned her.

Murong Cheng was awakened and found Mu Zi sobbing. He immediately asked, "What's wrong? My stomach is uncomfortable?"

"No." Mu Zi replied, shaking his head, with a strong nasal voice.

"No?" Murong Cheng hugged her nervously and wiped her tears, "How can someone cry well? What's wrong?"

Mu Zi choked and explained: "It's really okay, I just had a nightmare."

After hearing this, Murong Cheng sighed and said, "You cried more times after you were pregnant than you combined in the previous twenty years!"

"No." Mu Zi looked at him with tears, "When I was bullied by you before, I cried a lot!"

"Can that be called bullying? That's love." Murong Cheng said.

Mu Zi scolded him: "Perverted love!"

"Yes, yes, I'm a pervert, I'm a pervert..." Murong Cheng coaxed her to lie down, "Go to bed, don't sleep at night, what are you doing with the pervert?"

Mu Zi curled his lips and lay down.

Her stomach was too big, and she was uncomfortable to lie down. She adjusted her position and lay on her side next to Murong Cheng, closing her eyes.

Thinking of the dream just now, I still have lingering fears.

Mu Zi stretched his finger and poked Murong Cheng, "Husband?"

Murong Cheng opened his eyes and looked a little funny. The reaction of pregnant women was also funny. He used to call him by first name and last name. What happened today?

Mu Zi whispered: "In the future, we will be too old to walk. Can I die first?"

Thinking of the scene in her dream, she felt scared in her heart, and her tone was even more sour: "I don't want to be the one that stayed..."

Murong Cheng smiled, bowed his head and kissed her, and said generously: "Okay, anyway, I will collect your corpse. It's not the first time for me. I'm very familiar."

Mu Zi: "..."

After a moment of silence, she suddenly became discouraged: "Forget it, you should die first. I will collect the body for you."

"What are you worrying about in the middle of the night?" Murong Cheng touched her belly, "Do you still have children? We will get old and die together in the future. Let them worry about collecting the bodies."

Mu Zi said in a bad mood, "What I said, it seems that the purpose of giving birth to a baby is to collect the corpses for us!"

"Otherwise? What's the use of giving birth to them..."

"You still said!"

Mu Zi stretched out his hand to pinch him, but he didn't know if he moved too much, and his stomach hurt suddenly!

Mu Zi inhaled with pain, his face turned pale for a moment.

Murong Cheng asked: "Kicked you again?"

"Um..." Mu Zi glared at him, holding his stomach, "They must have heard! They are protesting!"

Murong Cheng was very distressed for Mu Zi, but seeing her complaining about the matter, he was very happy to hold her arms.

Mu Zi was depressed, Murong Chenggu couldn't spit out ivory, but she was the one who was kicked. The most hateful thing was that he was still laughing...

Smile a ghost, laugh!

...

The next morning, Mu Zi got up to wash, then slowly went downstairs to eat breakfast.

When I walked to the living room, I saw Bai Wei and Aunt Qin walking in from outside talking and laughing.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"I just dried the osmanthus." Bai Wei asked with a smile, holding a small basket of osmanthus, "do you smell the fragrance?"

Mu Zi nodded: "Well, it smells good."

Aunt Qin went to the kitchen and took out the washed glass bottle. Bai Wei laid a thin layer of sweet-scented osmanthus in the bottle and sprinkled a layer of sugar on it.

Mu Zi leaned over and watched curiously.

After Bai Wei spreads the sugar, she spreads the sweet-scented osmanthus, and so on, until the glass bottle is full.

Mu Zi asked, "Can you make sweet-scented osmanthus candy?"

Bai Wei slowly poured a little white wine into the bottle, and said with a smile: "Yes, it can be eaten for a long time when it is done."

Mu Zi smelled the scent in the glass bottle, and couldn't help asking, "When can I eat it?"

"Well... it will take four or five months, and you can eat it next year."

Mu Zi's eyes widened: "Next year?!"

"Yes." Bai Wei poked her forehead with a smile, "I'm almost going to be a mother, like a little cat."