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Chapter 341 Uncle Ji is not good
Qin Xiuyuan's eyelids were twitching.
"Shh! Don't talk nonsense. The child is still young and doesn't love his mother. When the child grows up, he will love his mother." He pinched the man's wrist to prevent him from moving. "Keep the horse farm for another year. Next spring, the grass will be green and the birds will sing. Wild flowers will cover the mountains. Go and wait for the sunrise and sunset..."
Listening to his empty promises, the woman remained silent, tears streaming down her face. To avoid urinating and swelling in her legs, she refused to drink more water even when she was offered it.
Unable to sleep, Qin Xiuyuan picked her up and sat her up, rubbing her belly, waist and back. When he heard the bell, Xiaoqing, who was also suffering from sleep and had dark circles under her eyes, came running in, raised her lower body, lifted up her skirt, and half-knelt on the bed to give her a hot compress and rub her legs.
When Zhuzhu came to take the pulse, the general was holding up his wife's huge belly and slowly turning to sleep on her side. Just now, when she had her back to Zhuzhu, his wife's back, waist, hips, and even raised white legs were very tempting. Now her huge belly was turned out, her eyes were closed tightly, her eyelashes were wet, her face was fatter, and she looked plump. She cried out softly, as if she was being oppressed by the huge belly, "Ah..."
The general touched the person's face, pulled out his hand to take his pulse. Except for the lady who sobbed from time to time, everyone else in the room kept silent and held their breath. Zhuzhu closed her eyes and concentrated on taking the pulse with two fingers. She lifted the hem of her skirt to her chest, spread her five fingers and circled them along the thin pregnant belly. After going out, she whispered to the old master waiting outside. Xiaoqing tidied the person's clothes. Qin Xiuyuan asked the old man to go in to continue taking the pulse, and then called the person out of the inner room to report in a low voice.
"She can't leave me alone for twelve hours. Her pulse is as smooth as beads rolling on a plate, the sound gradually increasing, like the sound of a ripe melon falling from its stem. Twins are often born prematurely, and the month is a little short now, but considering the condition of her belly, it's still best for her to have the baby sooner rather than later. The belly support belt needs to be removed, and starting tomorrow, let Zhuzhu come to push on her abdomen. The fetal position... isn't good."
Qin Xiuyuan's heart was tense. "We're doing training at night." Thinking of the woman who was on the verge of collapse every day, he whispered, "Can you induce an early birth?"
"One more day in the womb is better than seven days outside!" the old doctor said, stroking his beard. "Mrs. Chun Yang's daughter is a full-term singleton. She's in good health!"
The little girl was not even a month old when Uncle Tang couldn't help but bring her to him to see her. She was fast asleep after drinking her fill of milk and was almost as fat as Yun Xiao was when he was a month old.
His wife's health was already weak, so Qin Xiuyuan didn't expect her to give birth to a chubby boy or girl. He just hoped for a safe birth and careful care, hoping for a long-term pregnancy. "Please, old doctor, pay more attention to her for the time being. I hope she has a safe birth."
Accustomed to the support of the belly belt, once the belt was removed, Zhuzhu moved her hands on her belly, and Wangshu cried without any restraint, her hair disheveled and sad. The man was afraid that she would kick someone, so he tied his legs early, hugged her upper body tightly, and put his arms into her mouth, and was bitten all over.
After a quarter of an hour, everyone was exhausted both physically and mentally.
Regardless of the bone-chilling cold wind and snow, Ji's mother stayed in the main room after hearing the sound, wiping her tears from time to time and pacing back and forth. Even the brother and sister in the small study felt sympathetic and were distracted for a moment.
Seeing the two students looking at each other with a look of determination, Xie Xin took the initiative to wave goodbye and leave the get out of class early. Sure enough, the brother and sister disappeared hand in hand.
General's wife, for the past two months I have only heard his voice but never seen him. His voice is getting increasingly mournful.
The brother and sister had to make up for the missed classes in the morning at noon. In winter, the dance studio was moved to a side hall next to the small study. Lan Xi and Xie Xin, two teachers who each had their own responsibilities, met at the door of the dressing room next to the mansion gate and greeted each other.
Those entering and leaving the General's Mansion must undergo a close inspection in the locker room, and are not allowed to carry weapons or unknown objects. Fortunately, there is enough charcoal in the locker room, otherwise, in this bone-chilling weather, taking off clothes for inspection would probably cause a cold and cough.
The brother and sister's attire naturally included clothes, shoes and socks. They both wore the same dark mink felt hat, scarf, coat, and high-top leather boots. They were both a graceful couple, but Lanxi bowed deeply, strictly observing the humble manner of meeting a distinguished person.
"We are both teachers, so please don't be too polite." Xie Xin reminded the other two students of the reasons and consequences of the delay in get out of class. Lan Xi was very grateful. He combined work and rest to teach the students according to their aptitude, so the afternoon class would need to be postponed.
"Mr. Xie, the wind is very strong right now, and the snow is blowing, which will affect your trip. The housekeeper has ordered tea to be prepared in the inner room. You may enjoy some before returning."
One was delayed by the weather, the other took the initiative to let the students take a lunch break. The two teachers settled in the side hall for receiving private guests. Soon, footsteps approached. It was the tall general holding his tearful daughter. He waved his hand first. The two people who stood up quickly did not bother to greet each other and said, "Greetings, General."
"Hmm." Qin Xiuyuan responded, his eyes focused on his daughter. "Mingxi, what did you want to say to the teacher?"
"Teacher Lan, wuwu, Mingxi doesn't have class today..." she sobbed while wiping her tears, "She has to stay with her mother... wuwu..."
Lanxi should be. Mother and child are connected by heart, and the child has been much more distracted in class lately.
Qin Xiuyuan patted his daughter and asked for leave from the two teachers. "My wife is about to give birth, and they are worried about her and are inevitably distracted from teaching. In addition, it is freezing cold, and you two are tired from running back and forth. So, we will suspend the class for a while."
"Yes, General."
"Mingxi, go call your brother to come over and say goodbye to the teacher together." She was still barking, but when she heard that, she kicked off the ground, swung her pigtail, and ran towards the martial arts hall to call for help.
But the daughter brought back her elder brother and Ji Shou who came to visit. Ji Shou had always been slender and wore a green fur coat. He walked briskly. When he saw people here, he greeted them in a crisp voice: "Ji Shou greets son-in-law!" and bowed slightly.
Qin Xiuyuan smiled slightly at the sight of them, offering a small helping of support. The brother and sister sat next to Uncle Ji, asking about the new gadgets outside, and the room became lively.
People come and go around him, but if you ask Wangshu who he cares about the most, Ji Shou is the first one. In the beginning, he just kept him here to give him a job because he was smart, but now he has become the general manager in charge of all the business of Wangji family.
In the military camp, there is a group of monkey brothers who have benefited from his self-help martial arts training. In Chang'an City, everyone knows that Master Ji has power and money, is well-connected, and has a unique accounting technique that is superb.
When he thought the person was about to wake up, Qin Xiuyuan picked up his daughter and son who rushed over, and Ji Shou followed him to the main room.
Mingxi has grown up now. The little girl is thoughtful and only wants to be held by her biological father. Yun Xiao is carefree and wants to imitate his sister by jumping on and looking down at everyone, regardless of gender, age or status. As he grows taller, there are fewer and fewer people who can jump on him. Uncle Ji is not good enough and cannot hold him.
Ji Shou, who was looked back at with disgust from time to time, shook his head. Whose kid is seven years old? He has also studied literature and martial arts for three years and can still hang on his father's arms and be carried around. What's more, Yun Xiao is as strong as an eight or nine-year-old boy.
Sometimes when Ji Shou taught his subordinates who acted like fathers or mothers, he would always use the young girls and their sons-in-law as examples, being moderate in strictness and leniency, setting an example himself, and clearly distinguishing rewards and punishments. He never beat or scolded them, but he was indeed too doting on the children.