Song Jingyang was worried that Xiu'er would be upset if she found out she wasn't pregnant, so he deliberately said, "Really? Sigh, I don't want it at all. Our Guagua is so good. If there are younger siblings later, the child will feel wronged."
Xiu'er glared at him.
Guagua, however, said in a clear voice, "Dad, I'm not wronged! Let Mom have a little sister! I want to take care of my little sister."
What's there to feel wronged about?
Didn't you see that her three underlings all obeyed her orders?
Parents really need to work on variety!
She wants a younger sister; she has too many brothers.
Especially Wuji, humph, I have to beat him up every day, or he'll bully people.
After saying that, Guagua asked his three "little brothers," "Do you think my mother will feel wronged if she has another brother or sister?"
The Wuji monkey, Wuji, was adept at reading people's expressions and immediately said, "I'm not wronged, I want a sister too!"
After saying that, he gave Guagua a fawning look.
My younger sister is super fierce; I definitely have to appease her.
Wuji still couldn't understand, and blankly gnawed on the hard, chewing bread.
Guagua looked at Wuxian.
Wuxian, "I won't hold you, you'll pee on me. Don't get on my bed, you'll wet the bed, it's dirty."
Guagua rolled her eyes at him. "You talk like it's like we can sleep with you."
Wuxian is a germaphobe; he cannot tolerate anyone sitting on his bed, not even a single hair on the bed.
Guagua looked at his parents with eager eyes.
--See? All the conditions are met, hurry up and have the baby! Have a little sister!
Song Jingyang: They're all my biological children.
Xiu'er said, "She's definitely pregnant. Song Jingyang, you're not allowed to say you don't want it again. Come on, let's eat first, I'm hungry."
Of all things under heaven, eating is the most important.
Song Jingyang, however, was somewhat restless and sent someone to fetch a doctor.
After we finished eating, the doctor arrived.
Amidst Xiu'er's composure and Song Jingyang's seemingly calm but actually panicked nervousness, the doctor nodded, "Congratulations, sir, your wife is over two months pregnant."
Song Jingyang: "!!!"
It's been over two months. With all that effort they've put into having the baby, is the baby alright?
The doctor said, "It's fine, nothing's wrong."
Xiu'er glanced at Song Jingyang, "Are you happy or not?"
Song Jingyang nodded vigorously. "So happy! So happy!"
"You're such a show-off!" Xiu'er couldn't help but smirk. "I'll write to the Empress right now, and Mingzhu too! Hehe, I've already got a son, so let her try harder too!"
Song Jingyang quickly said, "No, I prefer daughters."
This statement is from the bottom of my heart.
Look at those three boys at home, each of them has their own worries.
Look at Guagua, so thoughtful and well-behaved, he's like a warm little cotton-padded jacket.
Xiu'er: "I like sons, so I want to have a son!"
"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say."
Song Jingyang suggested slowing down the trip, but Xiu'er wasn't too happy about it.
She's in a hurry to return to the capital to see the Empress!
She misses the Empress so much.
When they parted, she was still a princess; in the blink of an eye, she became the empress. How delightful!
Nanny Jing said that since the river hasn't frozen yet and Xiu'er doesn't get seasick, they should travel by water.
The ship offered more space and comfort, allowing for better rest, so Song Jingyang agreed without hesitation. He even used the names of the three princes to requisition large ships from the local area.
Xiu'er, draped in a thick fox fur coat, her small face framed by white fox fur trim, described herself as "like a neckless quail." She stood at the bow of the boat getting some fresh air, and Song Jingyang took her hand, standing beside her.
One was petite, the other tall and imposing; they were a perfect match, an indescribable harmony.
Wu Yu and Guagua led the three animals to play around nearby.
Xiu'er said, "See? I'm already benefiting from the three brothers' fame. There's no need to wait until later."
Song Jingyang: Yes, yes, yes, whatever my wife says is right!
"Sigh, why do I suddenly crave mutton soup again?" Xiu'er was speechless at herself.
She wasn't such a pretentious person before!
After getting pregnant, she started acting like a complete madwoman.
No, it's mainly because madness and sheep are at odds.
If we have a baby, we might as well name it Yangyang).
Song Jingyang: Arrange it! Arrange it for my wife right now!
We may not have dragon meat, but can't we at least have as much mutton as we want?
So Song Jingyang immediately arranged for people to go ashore and buy sheep!
We'll slaughter a sheep and make mutton soup!
If there's anything else I want to eat, I'll buy it all.
Isn't the whole point of making money to spend on my wife? Besides, she's carrying our little one now.
Xiu'er stopped him, saying, "Forget it, I was just mentioning it casually, don't make a big deal out of it."
Although it didn't bother the couple, the mother-in-law was involved too.
If Nanny Jing knew that she had gone through so much trouble for her, even if she didn't say anything, she was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable.
But she was clearly overthinking it.
Nanny Jing took out silver to buy sheep for Xiu'er, and everyone else also benefited from it.
They bought dozens of sheep in one go, and everyone who saw them got one; it was like celebrating the New Year.
--When Xiu'er became pregnant, Nanny Jing was overjoyed.
Xiu'er sipped her mutton soup, she said to Song Jingyang, "If I can't give Mother a grandson, does that mean I've been wasting my time?"
Song Jingyang: "Don't talk nonsense. My mother told me not to put pressure on you. In our old Song Family, I'm the only one left. We haven't visited any relatives for a long time. Even if we don't have a son, no one will gossip. As long as the two of us are doing well, that's enough."
Xiu'er: "For my mother's sake, I have to prove myself!"
"Stop joking," Song Jingyang said, both amused and exasperated. "I just want a daughter. It would be great if you had two daughters at once!"
"I like them both," Xiu'er said. "But people always want more. Once you have a daughter, you want a son. You want both a son and a daughter!"
She picked up the bowl, finished the rest of the mutton soup, rubbed her stomach, and said, "I drank two big bowls, and you deliberately added so much mutton and offal for me. I'm so full."
Song Jingyang helped her up and said, "Then I'll go for a walk with you, let's stroll around and see Shi'er."
"I'm not going out," Xiu'er said. "It's getting dark, and it's freezing outside. There's nothing to see. You eat your food; I'll just walk around inside."
Song Jingyang was so busy taking care of her that he didn't actually eat much himself.
"Okay then." Song Jingyang buried his head and quickly shoveled rice into his mouth.
Xiu'er walked to the window and said, "I'll open the window a crack to let some air in."
I enjoyed the meal, but now that I'm full, the aromas of all the food in the room are mixed together and feel greasy.
"I'll do it, I'll do it," Song Jingyang stood up and strode over, "Don't strain your back."
He opened the window a little and asked Xiu'er, "Is this enough?"
"A bigger one," Xiu'er said. "Let me see the view outside; otherwise, we'll have wasted this expensive room."
Song Jingyang insisted that he couldn't sleep soundly on the boat, so he booked a room at an inn by the river for the night.
Xiu'er always felt that he had been ripped off in terms of price.
On such a cold day, with a chill in the air and withered flowers and plants, what kind of scenery can you expect?
But as it turns out, there was no scenery, but there was definitely a lively atmosphere.
(Continue later tonight~ Check back after 9 PM~)