Don't panic, my mother and I are dressed as Houfu mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

Chapter 264 Launch
"That's not possible. You have two bodies now, so you can't move too much."

Shuang Jiang put down the chicken soup and carefully squeezed her shoulders: "If you feel your back is sore, my slave will rub it for you."

When Gu Qingyou got married, she made an agreement with Song Hengye that she would have to be twenty years old before she could have a baby. Except for Xue Lan, everyone else didn't know the truth. They just thought that after three years of marriage, they finally got pregnant, and they wished she could lie down every day. On the bed, Gu Qingyou couldn't laugh or cry about this.

"Okay, okay, it's not paper. I should walk more this month, otherwise I will suffer the consequences of having a baby later."

Gu Qingyou has a slender figure, and has been deliberately controlling her diet since she was pregnant. There has been almost no change in her body shape. If she wears looser clothes, she won't be able to tell that she is six months pregnant.

Like a little housekeeper, Shuangjiang took a thin velvet vest and put it on her, not forgetting to say: "Now that we are fast approaching the twelfth lunar month, the wind that squeezes in through the cracks in the windows is like a razor blade. It's so powerful! You have to stay indoors." Wear something.”

Gu Qingyou held her forehead, not to mention the warm basin in the room, she had a small stove in her belly, where would it be cold.

However, she was afraid of the little girl's nagging, so she obediently closed her collar.

"By the way, I haven't seen my mother today. Do you know where she went?"

Shuangjiang scooped a bowl of hot chicken soup and gave it to her, and replied: "In reply to Madam, the eldest lady has not been sleeping well recently. The old lady took her to the temple early in the morning to pray for blessings."

The eldest lady refers to Song Chengye’s wife Wan Yue.

Xue Lan is beaming with joy every day. Song Chengye and Wan Yue's children have already run all over the floor, and they don't know who they followed. The two-year-old little baby's mouth looks like it has been smeared with honey. Every day, her grandma is longer than her grandma, and she is so coaxed that she has laugh lines at the corners of her eyes. She couldn't hold it back, and she already liked holding the moon, so she treated her just like her own daughter.

Gu Qingyou nodded and stopped asking.

The New Year is approaching, which is the busiest time. Song Hengye has barely touched the ground recently. In order to welcome the New Year, vendors of all sizes are actively stocking up, so logistics is particularly busy.

In order to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos to cause trouble, goods entering and exiting the capital must be checked at all levels. He would go out before dawn every day and come back late at night. Both ends were missed by Gu Qingyou's schedule. The couple actually couldn't make it for several days in a row. Meet.

Gu Qingyou was not obsessed with that. After all, she was pregnant now and had to ensure adequate sleep. However, she was not idle during the day. She called shopkeepers from various places in advance. In addition to stocking up and checking accounts, she also had to calculate the workers' New Year's benefits. , and then rectify the products for the coming year based on the annual sales of goods.

She will give birth in a few months, and she plans to delegate power to a few trusted shopkeepers, so that she doesn't need to worry about business issues for a short period of time after giving birth and can spend more time with her child.

Needless to say, Xue Lan handed over most of her business to Song Chengye. However, with Song Hengye's important role in the imperial court, the status of the Duke's Palace also increased, and various human relationships were not easy.

My daughter-in-law, Wan Yue, was born in southern Xinjiang. She is still figuring out many of the rules of the Shangjinghou clan, and she has just given birth to a child. She may not be able to take over the responsibility of housekeeping in a short time. Xue Lan is still the true mistress of the house, and she must take care of these things personally.

The whole family is busy with their own things, and it’s the end of the year.

Gu Qingyou's due date is in the first ten days of the first lunar month, so the whole family's main focus is not on celebrating the New Year. Xue Lan prepared more than a dozen midwives, and Song Hengye specially invited several imperial doctors who were best at gynecology from the palace, and also collected various With the precious medicinal herbs, the entire Duke's mansion was ready to prepare for her delivery.

"Mom is really partial. When we gave birth to Chengyou, we never saw her so nervous."

Song Chengye felt a little aggrieved for his wife.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Wan Yue's eyes widened angrily, and she reached out and hit his chest twice, "When I gave birth to You'er, I had a difficult delivery. You couldn't make it back because you were out of town. It was my mother-in-law who didn't close her eyes for three days and two nights and stayed by my side. Otherwise you would have been a widower long ago, how dare you say such a thing now?"

Haven’t you seen your mother-in-law nervous? He wasn't even in the house, so it would be strange to see him!
"Bah, bah, bah, what kind of widower? You just say unlucky words during the Chinese New Year." Song Chengye just held the moon and pouted twice, and then said to please: "If I knew you would start half a month in advance, I wouldn't even kill you. Will go to other places.”

Now that he has figured it out, having a huge fortune is not as cost-effective as having a wife and children on the hot bed, so he thinks about it, and his hands begin to be dishonest.

"It's broad daylight, be careful that Youer sees it."

Wan Yue slapped his paw away, and Song Chengye shamelessly hugged him, coaxing him softly: "He has gone to his mother's hospital, and he won't be able to come back for a while."

"That's not OK!"

Wan Yue pushed him away firmly: "Yuyou may give birth at any time, please be honest!"

Song Chengye curled his lips dissatisfied, but didn't say anything else.

On New Year's Eve, a New Year's Eve banquet was held in the palace. Due to Gu Qingyou's reasons, Xue Lan and Song Hengye did not go. After half a year of busy work, the family could finally have a reunion dinner in peace.

Xue Lan held Chengyou, a white and tender little dumpling, in her arms, holding a chicken leg in her hand and chewing on it until her mouth was full of oil. She also had to receive feeding from her grandma from time to time.

Song Chengye looked at his son with disgust and said dissatisfied: "Come and sit by yourself, don't tire grandma."

This kid is so fat that he weighs thirty pounds. He can't breathe hard even if he is held for a while. He is really afraid of exhausting his mother.

Wanyue was also afraid that her son would smear the oil on her mother-in-law, so she reached out to take Chengyou, but Xuelan refused and didn't even look at the young couple: "You eat yours! My You'er likes grandma to hold him while he eats, right?"

You'er felt confident and nodded, "You'er also likes to be fed by grandma."

"Call Grandma."

Song Chengye glared at his son.

"Why are you calling me grandma? You don't have to call me a stranger. Just call me grandma. Grandma will kiss you."

Xue Lan lowered her head to look at her grandson's tiger-like appearance. The more she looked at it, the happier she became. She lowered her head and kissed his oily little face. You'er freed up a small fat hand to pull her face, and also leaned in for a kiss. The two looked at each other and smiled. Song Chengye looked worried when his mother's cheeks were shiny with oil.

He wanted to say something else, but Xue Lan interrupted impatiently: "When you were a child, you were not as good as You'er. Now that you are seven or eight years old, you have to be chased by wet nurses all over the yard to feed you. Now you feel embarrassed to talk about your son."

"Isn't it?" Wan Yue looked at him in shock, "You are seven or eight years old and still being fed?!"

Song Chengye blushed and quickly stuffed some food into her mouth, "Your favorite glutinous rice chicken, eat it while it's hot."

In fact, which child of a distinguished family in Shangjing didn't grow up like this? But it's always embarrassing to say it out in public.

You'er put down the chicken drumstick in his hand and made a shy gesture toward him: "Don't be shy, daddy. He's so old and can't even eat by himself!"

The people at the table were amused by him, and Gu Qingyou also laughed, but as he smiled, the expression on his face changed: "I, I have a stomachache~"

(End of this chapter)