The moment she touched her son, Lin Shufang cried and vowed secretly that she must nurture her son well.
Now that her son is promising, and she has a grandson, Lin Shufang feels more and more that life has a rush. When she comes home at night, she has to put incense sticks on her husband and report the good news to her husband, making him happy in the sky.
"Don't cry, the tears in the confinement hurt your eyes." Lin Shufang persuaded.
She cried a lot during the confinement period, and became presbyopic at the age of forty, but after taking the medicine prescribed by Ye Qingqing, her eyes improved a lot, and she no longer needed to wear reading glasses.
Ye Qingqing nodded, wiped away her tears, a little embarrassed, and continued to pat the little guy. At this time, she was still clenching her fist. Seeing her own fist, Ye Qingqing was stunned for a while, and she couldn't understand why she was clenching her fist.
And she felt like there was something in her fist, what was it?
As soon as he spread his hand, a white object fell on the sheet, and after rolling a few times, the little guy was even more excited and wanted to reach out to get it, but he was still too young, and he had more than enough energy, so he could only sigh.
"Where did you get the egg? Who gave it to you?" Lu Mo was even more strange, and even had the illusion that Ye Qingqing had laid an egg, but the egg was too small, even smaller than a pigeon's egg.
Ye Qingqing blinked, her mind was a little cloudy for a while, and she thought for a while before she remembered, "Zhu Zi gave it, said it was a gift for our son, and he picked it up on the mountain."
Lu Mo frowned, what did that guy, Zhu Zi, suddenly give him an egg?
The egg this guy picked up won't emerge a poisonous snake in time, right?
Ye Qingqing remembered something again, "By the way, it's because of this egg that I have sudden pains. This little thing hasn't stopped since Zhu Zi came, and it's moving around in my stomach, just like just now."
Lin Shufang picked up the egg and observed, "It shouldn't be a bird's egg. The bird's egg isn't so small, so wouldn't it be a snake's egg?"
She was taken aback by her own speculation. She shook her hand and the egg almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Lu Mo caught it. He placed the egg in his palm and observed it carefully. The eggshell was as white as jade and very beautiful. Eggs, on the contrary, are like jade carvings.
"Ah ah ah..."
The little guy seemed to be unhappy, and screamed even louder, kicking his feet hard to express his dissatisfaction.
"He doesn't want eggs, right?" Ye Qingqing guessed.
Lu Mo's eyes flickered, and he put the egg by the little guy's hand. Sure enough, the little thing reached out and grabbed the egg, and the egg was caught. Just when he grabbed it with one hand, the little guy held it tightly and smiled slightly. It didn't take long before she fell asleep sweetly, and the egg in her hand was still tightly clutched~www.novel35.com~ just like a baby.
The air was quiet, Ye Qingqing and the three of them looked at each other, and then looked at the little guy who was sleeping peacefully, sleeping very sweetly, with a smile on his lips.
"He knows this egg??" Ye Qingqing asked in a low voice, a strange feeling in his heart.
I always feel that this little thing seems to know this egg, otherwise why would there be such a violent reaction, I can feel it through my stomach, what is inside the egg?
Lu Mo also felt the same way. It seemed that he had to talk to Zhu Zi about it. What kind of eggs did he get? I hope it wasn't a poisonous snake.
"Drink the soup, don't care what kind of egg it is, let the baby play if he likes it, it won't hatch anyway."
Lin Shufang poured out the milky white fish soup. She simmered it on a small fire for an hour. The soup was whiter than milk and had a rich aroma, but the taste was not flattering. Ye Qingqing almost vomited.
I want to chat with more like-minded people about "Reborn Ninety Spicy Wife and Chasing Husband", follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find confidants~