On the wedding day, she married her ex-boyfriend's brother while pregnant

Chapter 148 The Gourd with a Sawed Mouth

"..." Old Master Xing was a man of few words throughout his life, and it was rare for him to talk so much nonsense as he did today. But after he finished talking, his precious grandson didn't listen at all, and he almost got angry.

But when he saw his grandson was still carefully picking up food for him, and when the bowl was full, he went to get another bowl of ginseng chicken soup.

He had just returned from a long journey and must be hungry, but he didn't eat a single bite. His handsome face had cold features and no expression on his face. Only his eyes were bloodshot, which made people feel distressed.

In the end, the old man swallowed back the words he hadn't said and reached out to take the bowl of soup handed to him by his grandson.

After dinner, Xing Mingyu was not in a hurry to go back to rest. Xing Baojingbao wanted to ask him to go out to play, but he was not in the mood. After looking at his phone for a few seconds, he helped the old man to go for a walk outside the garden.

During this time, he didn't say a word. He just looked at his mobile phone, pushed his wheelchair and listened to the old man chattering about some family topics.

After taking a walk, the old man felt like playing chess, so he offered to accompany him to play two games.

In the living room.

An old man and a young boy were playing chess, and Xing Qizhang was watching beside them.

Xing Mingyu's chess skills were taught to him by Grandpa Xing himself. The old man knew Xing's level very well, but when he saw that he had won several games against him in a row, he still smiled with satisfaction and placed the last black chess piece on the board.

"You have made some progress. If you treat the second daughter of the Huang family like this, I will die with my eyes closed."

Xing Mingyu looked at the lost chess game, put the white chess piece in his hand back into the chess box, and said coldly: "I still have things to deal with in the company. Dad, you play two more games with grandpa. I'm leaving first."

"Okay, go ahead. Dad is itching to play a few games with your grandpa." Xing Qizhang saw that his son's face was not right and signaled him to leave quickly.

Xing Mingyu nodded to his father and turned to leave.

As soon as the door was closed, Xing Yongguo threw the black chess piece in his hand back onto the chessboard, his tone showing obvious displeasure.

"The second young lady of the Huang family isn't a scourge, why should he avoid her like this? She was fine just now, but he ran away as soon as her name was mentioned!"

Xing Qizhang arranged the chess pieces one by one and said soothingly, "This child is smart. He knows you want to force her to marry him, so he won't run away. Is he waiting for you to nag him?"

"Who am I doing this for? It's all for him! He's thirty years old and doesn't even have a child. If he brings me a great-grandson or granddaughter now, I won't care even if he remains a bachelor for the rest of his life! Is it really necessary to force him to be with Miss Huang?"

Xing Qizhang thought, it's good that you know it, but he didn't dare to refute the old man out loud. He had high blood pressure, what if his blood vessels burst due to anger? He had to try his best to comfort him.

"Dad, you can't force relationships. At least he's willing to go home now, so you should be gentle and don't push him too hard. If he doesn't even come home like he did some time ago, you won't even have a chance to make a connection, right?"

Even though Xing Yongguo cursed, he sighed heavily and picked up a black chess piece again when he thought about his precious grandson who had not been home for more than half a month and looked much more haggard after returning.

"Okay. I won't force him for now, okay? But you have to help persuade him. The second young lady of the Huang family is a very good person..."

Xing Qizhang rubbed his forehead because of the headache, and suddenly he understood his son a little.

Separated by a door.

Xing Mingyu was also very troubled. He had just finished accompanying his grandfather and as soon as he went out, he was caught by his mother again.

"What's wrong with you? You haven't been home for a while, and you act like someone owes you money. Just now, Xingbao asked you to play with him, but you ignored him."

The man said nothing with a cold face, turned around and was about to go downstairs.

Xie Qiong felt more and more that something was wrong with him, and seeing that there was no one around, she pulled him into the nearest study.

"I called her several times during this period, but Qianxun didn't answer. It was useless to ask Jingbao and Xingbao to call her. Did you have a fight with her?"

Xie Qiong asked the question in her mind.

When mentioning that little woman, Xing Mingyu's brows darkened and he reached out to take out a cigarette case and a lighter.

Xie Qiong understood what was going on immediately when she saw this. She was so angry that she punched him on the arm. The lighter and cigarette box in her hand fell onto the thick carpet with a "bang".

"You... you pissed off your mother to death! You are such an icy man, you deserve not to be able to get married at the age of 30! You made her pregnant, and you still make her angry! I... I might as well give birth to a piece of barbecued pork instead of you! Barbecued pork is edible, but what use are you to!"

Xie Qiong was so angry that she ignored her status and started swearing.

"No wonder your grandfather forced you to marry someone like Xiaoxiao. She loves you wholeheartedly and doesn't even have a temper. She doesn't need you to comfort her when she's upset. Even if you hit her, she can still comfort herself. You are suitable for someone like her!"

"But don't go and provoke Chihiro. Chihiro is different. She is not someone you can manipulate. You still want to make her angry!"

Xing Mingyu let his mother beat him and just frowned and remained silent.

"What happened to you?" Although he was scolding her son, Xie Qiong rarely saw her son look so cold. In the end, she was more worried than scolding.

There's nothing she can do about it. It's her fault that she gave birth to a son who is a gourd with a sawed-off mouth. She has always been rude in terms of emotions. When she falls in love with someone, she doesn't think about falling in love first and then proposing to them or getting married. She just gets them pregnant directly.

As an old mother, she can only worry more about him!

Unfortunately, the son still said nothing.

"Forget it. With your personality, I don't expect you to tell me. But the two of you are in this state. Is this a cold war?"

The man still didn't answer, but picked up the lighter and cigarette box, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it.

Because I inhaled too quickly, I accidentally choked.

Unable to bear the sight of her son looking heartbroken, Xie Qiong slapped him again: "Just go and coax him out of the cold war! Don't tell me you're still acting so high and mighty, waiting for Chihiro to come looking for you?"

The man exhaled a puff of smoke and lowered his head to check his phone.

Seeing that he ignored her, Xie Qiong moved closer to him to say a few more words, but her eyes accidentally swept to his phone.

On the phone screen was the chat box between him and Jiang Qianxun.

When Xie Qiong saw the two lonely messages sent by Jiang Qianxun, she guessed something and her eyes went dark.

"I knew it! You really are! You make me so angry! How could you give birth to such a stupid son like you! She's pregnant! With two children, even if you were delayed by something and caused her to misunderstand you, wouldn't you explain a few more words? Are you the emperor of a feudal dynasty? Your words are golden? Would saying a few more words destabilize the country?"

Xie Qiong was so anxious that she was spinning in circles: "Let me do the math, the last time she sent you a message was nineteen days ago, more than half a month ago, why don't you wait until my grandchildren are born before you go and coax her!"

"Xing Mingyu! Don't forget that you haven't got the marriage certificate yet, and the Qin family is still eyeing her covetously. Even if she doesn't marry Qin Chuan, she still has other choices. If you go a few days later, be careful that Qianxun will show off her status as a stepfather to your son or daughter, and you won't have anywhere to cry!"

The man still didn't speak.

Xie Qiong felt that he was hopeless and was so angry that she slammed the door and left.

……

Compared with the stagnant atmosphere in the whole courtyard, the atmosphere in Jufulou is much more harmonious.

Jiang Qianxun and his group ate until about eight o'clock in the evening and finally felt satisfied with the meal and the wine.

Seeing that it was getting late, Meng Zixi stood up and pulled Jiang Qianxun with him.

"If it were in the past, we would definitely chat all night tonight, but you're pregnant now, and we need to find a place to stay. We'll stop here for tonight. You and Aunt Lan can go back. We can get together again when we're free. We're leaving first."

After saying that, Meng Zixi left with his companions.

Jiang Qianxun held her back and said, "Why are you looking for a place to stay? We are all family, so just stay at my house. My house is big and not far from Huawen, so it's very convenient for work."

"That won't work. There are seven of us. No matter how big your house is, it won't be big enough for us. Let's just live outside."

"Even if we can accommodate you now, once your child is born, you'll have to prepare a nursery and other things. We'd better not disturb you."

"That's right. We are a family and we don't want to cause any trouble to you, Boss. If you really want to feel bad for our wallets, then just give us more salary."

The companions strongly objected and walked out.

But Jiang Qianxun already had an idea in mind and tried his best to invite them.

Seeing that Meng Zixi and the others refused, she became so anxious that her eyes turned red.

In the end, it was Aunt Lan who stopped them.

"Don't laugh at me for bragging. No matter how small our eldest lady's house is, it is still a five-story villa. Let alone the seven of you, even if the scumbag and the mistress came with their two children, would you be able to stay there? Just agree to it."

Aunt Lan looked sad.

"You have a good relationship with the young lady, so you should know her life story. She doesn't have many relatives. With you here, the young lady has a companion and can play together in her spare time. If anyone comes to bully the young lady, you can also help her beat them out. This is my plea to you, an old man."

Thinking of the boss's life experience, Meng Zixi and others looked at each other... In the end, they nodded.

When we are abroad, we live together.

Actually, I’m used to it!

So, the Jiang family villa welcomed seven little friends.

Aunt Lan saw that her little girl was smiling happily since she brought her friends home, and she felt that this decision was right.

Since she didn't have any children anyway, she was determined to treat these young people as family members and take good care of their daily lives.

There are seven friends, three girls and four boys. Aunt Lan decided to arrange the girls on the second floor so that they can chat with the eldest lady, and the boys in four rooms on the third floor.

"Miss, do you think this arrangement is okay?" Aunt Lan asked Jiang Qianxun.

Thinking of Xing Mingyu's room on the second floor, Jiang Qianxun wanted to say something that was not a good idea, but when he thought about the relationship between them, he nodded.

"Okay, that's the arrangement."

"Okay, then I'll help you clean up the room. Your name is Zixi, right? I see your suitcase is the heaviest, so I'll help you." Aunt Lan picked up Meng Zixi's suitcase and was about to go upstairs.

Meng Zixi was not willing to let an elder help him pack, so he reached out and snatched the box away: "Auntie Lan, don't look at my box as heavy, I work out regularly and I'm very strong, I can do it myself!"

"Then let me help you."

"No, no, no, I can do it myself!"

A group of young people and Aunt Lan were pushing and shoving each other, and finally Uncle Jiang joined the battle and helped them carry the suitcases upstairs one by one. This ended the "farce" and the group of people went back to their rooms to make their beds and so on.

Seeing the family getting along harmoniously, Jiang Qianxun swept away her previous gloom, changed her shoes and went for a walk in the garden.

The baby care APP said that starting walking in the second trimester is good for both the fetus and the mother, especially in the third trimester. Walking more can help the fetus enter the pelvis and reduce the stress of delivery.

in the garden.

Jiang Qianxun walked along the road, admiring the camellia shape that Uncle Jiang had just made.

On the rightmost balcony on the third floor, Chen Zheng released the parrot that was muttering "I'm sorry, I'm sorry". He lowered his head and saw a girl in the garden downstairs admiring a bright red camellia.

It was completely dark, but the street lights in the garden and the lights in the flowers were still on, shining on her palm-sized little face, giving her a gentle and peaceful feeling.

His black and white eyes were locked on her, and after a moment, he closed the door, turned around and went downstairs.

in the garden.

For the first time, Jiang Qianxun felt that the flowers were beautiful under the night sky, but she didn’t bring a coat when she went out, and suddenly she felt a little cold.

She took out her cell phone, prepared to take a picture of the flower and went back.

Then, she felt warmth on her shoulder.

I turned around instinctively and met the man's gentle eyes.

Under the light, the facial features of this man who was like a family member seemed to be covered with a layer of soft light.

He stood tall behind her, like a mountain, shielding her from the cold wind blowing from outside. There was no trace of impurities in his black and white eyes as he looked at her quietly, making people feel inexplicably at ease.

"Brother Zheng, why are you here?"

"I saw that you didn't even bring a coat, and I was afraid that you would be cold, so I asked Aunt Lan to get you a shawl." Smelling the magnolia scent on her body, Chen Zheng's eyes became warmer and he tied the shawl for her.

"The weather is getting colder. When you go out for a walk at night, remember to bring an extra coat, but it's best not to go out."

Jiang Qianxun tightened her shawl and said with a smile, "They say pregnancy makes people stupid for three years. I'm afraid I often forget."

"Then I'll buy you some delicious food tomorrow to nourish your body. If we were abroad, I might not be able to help you. China has a rich variety of food, and there are many brain-boosting foods, such as walnuts, eggs, kelp, pine nuts, salmon, tuna..."

"Stop! When you talk about this, I think of Brother Zheng's great cooking skills. If you keep talking, I'll get hungry again."

"What's the big deal? You're hungry. I'll make it for you. We don't have to report to the company tomorrow, right? How about making salmon tomorrow..."

The two walked side by side, chatting about the country's delicacies.

Jiang Qianxun lowered her head and listened quietly, not noticing that the concern in Chen Zheng's eyes was almost overflowing.

The whole courtyard.

Uncle Song and Aunt Song coaxed Xingbao and Jingbao to sleep, and then carefully retreated from the children's room.

When I passed by Xing Mingyu's study, I saw that the desk lamp was still on. I looked up and saw a man sitting quietly in front of the long table in the study, holding a book, but his cold eyes were not on the page.

There was a cold and solemn look on his deep and indifferent facial features, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Uncle Song saw that the man was full of gloom, so he signaled Song Ma to go back to her room first and went downstairs himself.

Five minutes later, he came up with a cup of hot milk coffee and knocked on the study door.

"Sir, you're still awake? How about a glass of milk first? I added honey to it, it can help you sleep."

The man came back to his senses, hummed, reached out to take the milk, but did not drink it.

Uncle Song looked at his scarlet eyes and sighed softly.

He didn't know what had happened to his husband, but Lao Jiang and he were tea friends, so he had heard some of the things.

Director An must have had a quarrel with him.

He didn't know what was going on with Director An, but Assistant Zhou told him that his husband had been working late almost every night for the past half month.

He didn't really understand the emotional tugs of young people, but he knew that the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. If this knot was not untied, his husband's health would probably collapse before the young master and young lady were born.

Well, it seems he has to be thick-skinned and lend a helping hand to the gentleman.

Uncle Song thought about it, took out his cell phone and called Uncle Jiang directly.

Before Uncle Song walked out of the study, Uncle Jiang picked up the phone.