Ye Fan was not necessarily very happy about Ye Xiaoliang's concubine's pregnancy. The concubine's son had no status in the family. What he cared about was why Song Ruoxi was not pregnant yet? As his father-in-law, he couldn't tell Song Ruoxi about this matter directly. That night, he talked to the county lord Zhaoping, "The fifth brother has only been married for three months and has a child. Shuhua and the others have been married for almost a year. Why is there no news yet?"

"I asked the good doctor that Hua'er and Yuxian are well recuperated. Let's wait a little longer. Maybe good news will come soon." County Lord Zhaoping was looking forward to holding his grandson, but he was eager to see it, but this matter was not urgent, it depends on God's will.

"What else can you do without waiting? Even if Shu Hua changed his temper and was willing to take a concubine, he would be a concubine's son, and only Yu Xian gave birth to a legitimate son." Ye Fan sighed, "I don't want to be hoped, I just hope to hold Shu Hua's son in my lifetime."

"Bao, what are you talking about?" Zhaoping County Lord stared at him dissatisfiedly, "Don't say such unlucky words. At this time next year, we will definitely be able to hold our grandson."

Ye Fan smiled and hugged her shoulders, "Yes, yes, I said the wrong thing. At this time next year, we will definitely be able to hold our grandson."

"What if Yu Xian gave birth to a granddaughter?" County Lord Zhaoping asked, looking at him with a squinted look.

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment and said, "It's good to bloom first and then bear fruit."

"The mouth is right and wrong." County Lord Zhaoping curled his lips.

While Yefan and Zhaoping County Lord were talking about grandchildren, Song Ruoxi and Ye Shuhua were also talking about the topic of having children.

"After knowing that Dong Jiawan is pregnant, my mother's eyes are always aiming at my stomach." Song Ruoxi leaned against Ye Shuhua's arms and touched her stomach. "At my current age, it's too early to get pregnant, but if I don't have children anymore, my mother will be anxious and may force you to take a concubine."

"Don't think about it, my mother won't do that." Ye Shuhua comforted her, "Even if my mother wants me to take a concubine, I don't agree. Don't hurry to have a baby. When you gain another five pounds, we will put away the sachet."

"You have to gain another five kilograms?" Song Ruoxi sat upright and looked back at him, "Are you joking, right?"

"It's not that I'm serious. The good doctor said that it's hard to conceive a child, and a woman with thin body will not be able to bear it."

"Is this still a thin person?" Song Ruoxi glanced at him, "I am just right, neither fat nor thin, and have a well-proportioned figure. Besides, fat people are more dangerous than thin people getting pregnant, and will have gestational hypertension and gestational diabetes?"

"What is gestational hypertension and gestational diabetes?" Ye Shuhua asked in confusion.

Song Ruoxi frowned. She was talking about modern medical terms. What are the two diseases in ancient times? After thinking about it, she said: "Hypertension is palpitations, and diabetes is diabetes."

Ye Shuhua thought for a while and said, "Then you'll gain another two pounds."

"If I get pregnant in September," Song Ruoxi ignored him and hooked his finger to calculate the day. "It will be about June next year. The weather is very hot in June. You are not allowed to shower during confinement, and you can't use ice. The smell on your body will be stinky. It's better to get pregnant in November and December. If you give birth in August and September next year, the weather will be cool and my child and I feel comfortable. OK, that's it."

"You should be able to gain another two pounds in these three months. At that time, we will try our best to have babies." Ye Shuhua's hands wandered from her waist to her chest.

Song Ruoxi grabbed his hand and shook it away, stood up, walked away a few steps, raised his chin and said, "From now on, you are not allowed to touch me, you must accumulate energy."

Ye Shuhua was stunned for a moment and said with a frown: "Yingying, it's only early August, and there are three months left before November. You don't need to maintain your energy for so long."

"It's necessary, very necessary." Song Ruoxi looked at him with a serious expression, "The longer you abstinence, the greater the possibility of having a son."

"Which doctor said this?" Ye Shuhua vowed that if he wanted to let him know who said it, he had to teach the man a lesson.

"You can go and read it in the medical book." Song Ruoxi smiled sweetly.

Ye Shuhua couldn't find anyone to teach a lesson and begged: "Yingying, is it good to accumulate energy from tomorrow?"

Song Ruoxi was firm in his attitude, "No, you will do your best, and start today."

"Are you not afraid of killing me out of illness for so long?" Ye Shuhua asked.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Song Ruoxi couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm teasing you."

Ye Shuhua turned worries into joy, and he rushed towards his beautiful wife who always liked to play with him like a hungry tiger.

Accompanied by the autumn rain outside the window, the two of them rose and fell in the red tent, and were in love.

The next day, Song Ruoxi went to pay tribute to the Lord of Zhaoping County, but did not see Jiang Minghong. According to the maid who came and replied, the fifth lady had a headache and illness.

Will a fifteen-year-old girl have a headache?

No one would believe this statement, but the county lord Zhaoping did not expose the lie and said, "Tell her to take good care of her in the room, and there is no need to rush to come and pay tribute. She is filial to me to take care of her health."

But the fact that the county lord Zhaoping did not go deeper does not mean that others did not go deeper. Mrs. Xiaobin left Danning residence and went to Muzhiyuan. As for what she said to Jiang Minghong, no one knew. Only knows that after Mrs. Xiaobin left, Jiang Minghong cried, but the next day she still claimed to be ill and did not come to pay tribute to the county lord Zhaoping.

Mrs. Xiaobin's face looked ugly, so she immediately went to Muzhiyuan to talk to Jiang Minghong. No one knew what they said, but this time, she cried and changed to Mrs. Xiaobin.

When he learned that his biological mother was angry with his wife, Ye Xiaoliang rushed over to visit Mrs. Xiaobin after finishing his work. As soon as he entered the door, before the maid had brought the tea, Mrs. Xiaobin cried to him with tears in tears: "Mrs. Jiang said that I was a concubine and was not qualified to point fingers at her. He said that I did not recognize my identity. He relied on the birth of the fifth son and pretended to be a mother-in-law in front of her. He said that I did not keep my duty as a concubine, and did not distinguish between high and low. He broke into her room without any publicity. When he saw her, the young master, dared not to treat her. Listen, what did she say? She almost angered me to death."

After Ye Xiaoliang finished listening to her patiently, his expression was as normal as he said lightly: "She was the one you chose."

Mrs. Xiaobin choked and cried, and after a while, she shook responsibility and said, "It's not me, it's your three uncles who know people. They said that Jiang is good at character, good talent, good looks, good family background. Who would have known that she is such a thing? She turned against others when she got married. Last time she shook my hand away."

"My uncle and his friends took over the Jiang family's benefits, so they naturally had to help the Jiang family." Ye Xiaoliang sneered.

"No, the Jiang family is a famous family in Wei State, just like the Song family in Fujian State. The family background is not too bad. I just didn't expect that it was difficult to draw bones when painting dragons and tigers. People know each other but not the heart. If I had known it, I would have chosen a girl from another famous family in Wei State." Mrs. Xiaobin defended.

A helplessness flashed across Ye Xiaoliang's face. He knew that his biological mother could not compete for the position of Young City Lord as he wished, so he asked him to marry a girl from the same famous family. However, the aristocratic family is different from the aristocratic family. He took a deep breath, forced himself to do so, and said, "Since my mother has not pursued her, please leave her alone."

"Mrs. She doesn't pursue the ruthless face on the surface, but actually keeps it in her heart. When she waits for the day, she will settle the accounts. She will not punish Jiang. She will ask you the guilt of disrespectful mother and rush to the city lord to punish you severely." Mrs. Xiaobin said anxiously.

Ye Xiaoliang curled his lips and sneered: "I'm afraid that my mother will not count the accounts. If my mother settles the accounts, I will find an excuse to divorce her."

Mrs. Xiaobin's eyes lit up, and she stopped crying and said, "This is a good reason. She disrespects her mother first. If she leaves her, the Jiang family dare not come to cause trouble."

"The Jiang family will not cause trouble. I have sent the batch of weapons they want." Ye Xiaoliang's face was gloomy. Afterwards, he had seen the people sent by the Bin family. He knew the truth and regretted it. However, Jiang Minghong had already married him. He could not ignore the people of the Bin family. He could only try his best to get a batch of weapons and send them to the Wei State.

"Weapons? What weapons?" asked Mrs. Xiaobin.

"I will do anything outside, so don't worry about it. I'll go back first, you have a good rest." Ye Xiaoliang stood up and left.

From this day on, Mrs. Xiaobin was looking forward to the presidency of the Zhaoping County Lord settled the accounts one day earlier, but the presidency of the Zhaoping County Lord didn't care whether Jiang Minghong came to pay his respects, and had no intention of scheduling the accounts. He was busy discussing the menu of the month-honored banquet with Song Ruoxi on August 15th.

"A Babao Fat Duck, is it too greasy?" When the county lord Zhaoping saw the fat character, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Just let the cook pass the duck over the oil." Song Ruoxi smiled.

The Zhaoping County Lord continued to look down, "The golden dragon and phoenix crab, five treasures of mandarin ducks, torch shark fins. Hey, this torch shark fin is a fresh dish, how to make it?"

"Cut the chicken breast into thin slices, wrap the shark fin and fish skin silk into it, make it into a torch, and then steam it with egg white." Song Ruoxi asked the silkworm how to make it.

"This dish must be delicious." Zhaoping County Lord smiled, "What dish is the milk fish sausage Jiang Yao?"

"It is to slaughter the fresh fish, take off the internal organs, wash them, cut them open them, fill them with dried scallops, chicken glutinous rice, ham and other ingredients in the fish belly, and steam them in milk. The taste of this dish is crispy, tender, smooth and delicious."

"Sister-in-law, what you said is so delicious, my saliva is flowing out." Ye Shuting said with a smile.

"I asked Silkworm to make one, and I'll deliver it in a while, and I can eat it at noon." Song Ruoxi smiled.

Ye Shuting cheered: "Sister-in-law, you are the best and best sister-in-law."

"You are so embarrassed to say that I am a foodie. Look at your greedy appearance, you are an authentic foodie. When the food is delivered, I won't give it to you, so that you can be greedy." Song Ruoxi curled his lips.

"Good sister-in-law, I was wrong, I was wrong, sister-in-law is not a foodie, I am a foodie, I am a foodie." Ye Shuting smiled with a saliva.
Chapter completed!