Reborn peasant spicy daughter-in-law

Chapter 849 Disliked by the brat...

Qin Sang had already seen through Ji Yan's careful thinking, even a child he was on guard against, and took her for someone else!
Gong Junliang said, "Gong Fan doesn't sleep well, I don't recommend sleeping with him." What's more, Qin Sang is pregnant, if Gong Fan hurts him, the consequences will be disastrous. After speaking, he told his son, "Qin Sang Auntie has a baby in her belly, if you dare to bump into her, you will be a bad child, just wait to be punished."

"Is there really a baby? Why can't I see it?" Gong Fan wanted to come over to see clearly, but someone pulled him by the back collar, so he could only stand there with his neck stretched out, staring curiously at the opponent's abdomen.

"Looking around, it's rude!" Gong Junliang slapped him, and took him out after a while.

Ji Yan closed the door, saw Qin Sang standing there with a smile on his face, and helped him to the table, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's really different for Head Gong to be a father." Not only did he talk more, but his whole feeling was also different. He must be a good father usually.

"I will be better than him in the future."

"If you dare not be good at it, I won't be born yet!"

"When the time is up, you have to live if you don't want to..."

"Then I'll take the child and run away."

"..."

After dinner, Qin Sang brought him into the room, holding a ruler to measure Ji Yan's body circumference.

"You want to make clothes for me?" He has to participate in training next time, so he doesn't need to make clothes, right?But Ji Yan is still very happy that Qin Sang can miss him.

"Use your body as a reference... don't move around."

"What reference?" It turned out that it wasn't for him, Ji Yan was thrown cold water, and his interest plummeted.

"The clothes you need to open the shop... don't worry about that." After Qin Sang measured it, he carefully wrote down the data in his notebook. Who made Ji Yan's proportions good? It shouldn't be difficult to do it according to his figure. wrong.

"Can't you entrust others to do these things?" Before the Lantern Festival came, she couldn't stay idle.

"Then let me ask you, if you can sit at home all the time, don't have to go to training, don't have to attend any meetings, and don't have anyone else to accompany you, would you like it?"

"...I don't want to." Although the usual training is a bit hard, it has become a part of Ji Yan's life. If Qin Sang is not by his side at this time, he will have to suffer to death.

"It's the same, if I don't find something to do, I will suffocate to death here!"

"Come on, it's even hard for you to accompany you to the birth examination."

There was obviously some unhappiness and resentment in her words, and the man's brows slightly gathered, "Are you blaming me for not being by your side?"

These are all the instructions from above, Ji Yan has no other way but to complete them carefully, and correspondingly, Qin Sang has to work harder.

"I don't want to stop you from working hard intellectually, but emotionally I don't want to part with you. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

"Qin Sang..." He cupped the other person's face like a delicacy, - what a blessing to have you as his wife.

When she opened her eyes the next day, Qin Sang's side was already empty. She thought of the unnutritious love words she had exchanged with Ji Yan last night, so she couldn't help covering her face and giggling under the covers for a while before getting up.

Some time ago, the design drawings in the store were almost done, and Qin Sang was going to find someone to make them some time, because she was the one who drew the drawings, and she had to explain some things herself.

Then she made a schedule for herself—in addition to getting more rest during pregnancy, moderate exercise is also very important. In addition to making clothes, reading books, and learning to draw, she also set aside an hour to practice yoga every day.

Yoga not only helps to restore body shape after childbirth, but also improves the flexibility of the body. Now the baby in the stomach has stabilized, and there has been no more symptoms of morning sickness recently. Many movements can be easily completed, and you can watch TV while doing it.

In addition, after a few days of getting along, Qin Sang and Gong Fan have gradually become familiar with each other.

I have to say that Gong Junliang still taught his son well, but the naughtiness that a boy should have can still be reflected in him. For example, when Qin Sang was painting, he liked to come and join in the fun.

"Aunt Qin, what are you drawing again?" Gong Fan scratched his nose, looked at the complicated patterns on it, and frowned slightly.

"I'm drawing clothes." She is now practicing basic skills in order to improve her abilities. Although the drawing book is full, it looks really messy.

"Why are the clothes so ugly?" Gong Fan pouted without hesitation, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"What did you say?" Although she was innocent, she would not be happy to criticize her work so casually. Shouldn't she respect the fruits of other people's labor?
"Your drawing is ugly." Gong Fan lowered the corner of his mouth, pointing out the thoughts in his heart very straightforwardly.

"...Even if I really draw ugly, you shouldn't be so... so..." Well, she admitted that she didn't draw very well, and she shouldn't care about these things with children, but it's really true to be disgusted by a little one. Very upset, "What do you know as a child!"

Qin Sang didn't expect that one day she would speak in this tone, but how can a child's aesthetics be higher than her own!
Gong Fan blinked unconvinced, "Who says I don't understand, you are just designing clothes."

"You know this too?" Qin Sang opened his eyes, but he didn't expect this kid to know this?Now the knowledge of kindergarten is so wide?

"My mother knows how to design clothes, and she draws much better than you." Having said this, Gong Fan's eyes lit up with pride.

"Your mother?" Is Yan Yuqin still a designer?Qin Sang narrowed her eyes, "I don't believe it, unless you show evidence, it's nonsense!"

"... Those paintings are all locked in the cabinet by my father, and I can't get them." Gong Fan raised his chin proudly, "In short, my mother is the most powerful person in the world."

Seeing his proud expression, Qin Sang couldn't help feeling a sense of compassion, and the dissatisfaction just now dissipated, and she propped her chin and asked, "What about your father?"

"My father..." Gong Fan murmured for a long time before grabbing his own neck and said, "Father can't beat mother, and mother is the best...but mother doesn't want me anymore." At the end, his eyes also drooped down.

"Mom didn't want you." Qin Sang touched his head, and suddenly felt that all comforting words seemed so pale, life and death are forever, this is the most difficult gap in the world to bridge, "She must still be by your side, it's just you Can't see her."

"really?"

"Ah."

Some people say that a dead mother will turn into an angel and guard her child.

At this moment, how much Qin Sang hoped that this statement was true.

(End of this chapter)