Refusing to marry into a wealthy family, the richest man's uncle coaxed me into marriage

Si Tong only found out that the Yu family had given in on the matter of Fu Yanlin and Yu Shuhe when Madam Yu and Grandpa Yu came to visit her and Jun Bao and Qing Bao in the Imperial Examination Hall.

She just heard that Fu Yanlin was pursuing Yu Shuhe, and she found it unbelievable. These two people have completely opposite personalities and it is impossible to connect them together at all.

"The main thing is that Shuhe is willing." Old Madam Yu was very open-minded.

"Shuhe has been quiet since she was young and has never liked anyone. I think it's not good to ask her to go on blind dates, meet whoever I ask her to meet, and get engaged whenever I ask her to. "

"No matter where she and A-Lin will go in the future, it's her own life, and she will experience the ups and downs herself. If A-Lin dares to let her down, the Yu family will support her, so it won't be a problem."

"It's just that the boss is unhappy. If A-Lin wants to deal with his father-in-law, he still has a long way to go."

Compared to Yu Shuhe, Old Madam Yu was more worried about Yu Wanning and Yu Zhiheng.

Thinking of his eldest grandson and granddaughter, the old man couldn't help but sigh.

After Si Tong became pregnant, she was not in good spirits and was always sleepy. Seeing that she was listless, Old Madam Yu told her to go back to her room and sleep.

The old couple entertained their grandson for a long time, and then had dinner with him before returning to their old house.

Si Tong slept until it was almost dark and woke up lazily. She was eating dinner when Shen Muli and Si Qingcheng brought Xiao Wutong to see her.

Yu Hanshen had a dinner party in the evening which he couldn't refuse. While drinking, he was really thinking about his pregnant wife at home. Before the dinner was over, he stood up, drank a glass of wine as a punishment, and offered to leave first.

The other party came to Haicheng from Central China for business, and wanted to ask Yu Hanshen for help with something. He was on the same side as Yu Hanshen's two uncles, so his uncles called Yu Hanshen specifically to let him meet him.

Now that the matter was over, and since he was asking for something from Yu Hanshen, the other party naturally had no objection and joked with a smile:

"I heard that Mr. Yu's wife is pregnant again. Congratulations! Mr. Yu will soon have a son and a daughter. Haha, I will come to Haicheng to ask for a glass of wedding wine when your daughter's hundred-day banquet is held."

Yu Hanshen was pleased by the three words "Ling Qianjin". The polite smile on his lips spread a little to the bottom of his deep eyes. He said calmly: "I will definitely send an invitation to Ma Zheng/Commissioner when the time comes."

When he returned to the Imperial Examination Hall, he had just entered the door when he heard the crying sound of his second son coming from the master bedroom upstairs.

Yu Hanshen paused in the act of changing the mops in the room, then strode upstairs.

The door of the master bedroom was wide open, and the four servants who were taking care of the young master were standing helplessly at the door.

Si Tong sat listlessly against the head of the bed, with his eyes closed and brows slightly frowned, his little face extremely pale.

Qing Bao stood by and cried bitterly.

Junbao was also standing nearby, holding the bottle in his two little hands. He drank the milk seriously while watching his younger brother cry.

"What's going on?" Yu Hanshen asked with a heavy tone.

Especially when he saw that his wife looked unhappy, he stepped forward and carried his crying second son out of the door.

Young Master Yu Siqing, who had seen his father coming back and opened his arms, ready to be picked up and coaxed by his father, was stunned by his father's ruthless grab.

Seeing his younger brother being driven out, Yu Sijun walked out of his parents' room with his short legs.

"The second young master insisted that Madam tell him stories, but Madam doesn't have the energy right now. If Madam doesn't tell him stories, the second young master will stay in the master bedroom and won't leave, and no one can hold him." A servant explained.

Yu Hanshen sat at the head of the bed, put his arm around his wife's shoulders, held her cheek with his other hand, lowered his head and asked softly, "Are you feeling very uncomfortable?"

Si Tong nodded slowly, "My head hurts a bit because of the noise."

Yu Hanshen stroked his wife's face with his thumb for a few times, his tone showing concern and heartache: "Lie down and sleep first, I'll take care of the child."

Si Tong didn't say much and slowly lay down. Yu Hanshen stretched out his arms and pulled the thin quilt over her chest and abdomen.

After settling his young wife, he walked out of the master bedroom, closed the door, knelt on one knee to lower his tall body, and looked at his second son sternly. His tone was no longer kind and gentle as before, but with the majesty of being the president of Huangsheng.

"Mom is not feeling well. Don't pester her to tell you stories from now on. Do you hear me?"

Little Yu Siqing was one year and nine months old, and he couldn't yet understand what it meant to be unwell. He stared blankly at his father's stern face, then tentatively pouted and started howling again.

But the howl was not as loud as before, and he kept muttering in a baby voice: "Qingbao wants mommy to tell a story."

Yu Hanshen looked at him calmly. Yu Siqing gradually stopped crying under his father's silent gaze, and crystal clear tears hung on his eyelashes.

"Dad will tell you again, don't pester mom to tell you stories from now on. If you want to hear a story, wait for dad to come home and tell it to you. Remember?"

After Yu Hanshen finished speaking, he pointed to the door of the children's room and said, "Go back to bed now."

As soon as he finished speaking, little Yu Sijun turned around and left with the bottle in his arms, very decisively.

Yu Siqing still wanted to act like a spoiled child, but when she saw her father's expression, she pouted and finally didn't dare to cry anymore.

She sighed and went back to the room, wiggling her little butt.

The servant said, "The Second Young Master still needs to be treated by the master."

Yu Hanshen didn't respond. He went back to the master bedroom, took a quick shower, then tiptoed onto the bed and took Si Tong into his arms.

Si Tong was not asleep yet, and was awakened by the slight movement. She moved in her husband's broad and warm arms and whispered coquettishly: "I want to hear you talk about the Four Crossings of the Chishui River."

Yu Hanshen was a little amused, "Why do you want to hear this?"

Listening to the man's deep and magnetic voice, Si Tong snuggled into his arms, "Teacher Yu has a nice voice and speaks well."

Before, Si Tong accidentally flipped through a book on modern history in the study and saw that Yu Hanshen had marked the page about the Four Crossings of the Chishui River. When she talked about it in the evening, this man told her in detail about the beginning and end of the battle.

She could no longer remember what Yu Hanshen had said.

I only remember that the man's voice was steady and confident, his expression was solemn, and he exuded a powerful and commanding temperament, which was very charming.

Yu Hanshen was amused by Si Tong's words. He held her tight in his arms and began to talk to her in a low voice.

He stopped only when he heard a long, shallow breath in his arms. He lowered his head to make sure Si Tong was asleep, then he got up and got out of bed.

When I came to the children's room next door, my two sons were also asleep.

There were tears in the corners of Qingbao's eyes, making her look pitiful.

Yu Hanshen bent down and supported himself with his hands on both sides of the crib railing. He lowered his eyes and looked down at his second son. His eyes gradually softened. After a while, he reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of Qing Bao's eyes.

Qingbao still felt aggrieved, and whimpered twice with her lips pouted.

At night, Si Tong felt stomach discomfort in her dream. Because she was sleeping so deeply, she did not wake up for a while. Finally, she was awakened by the discomfort. She just sat up and had not spoken yet when Yu Hanshen turned on the light.

At the same time, a trash can was handed over.

Si Tong didn't have time to say anything and vomited into the trash can.

For some reason, she always vomits in the middle of the night due to morning sickness.

Yu Hanshen held her forehead with one hand and patted her back with the other.

After Si Tong finished vomiting, she held the mouth of the trash can with both hands and relaxed for a while. The discomfort in her stomach slowly dissipated. She raised her head and Yu Hanshen handed her a cup of warm water for her to rinse her mouth.

Si Tong rinsed his mouth, and Yu Hanshen took the trash can to the bathroom, cleaned it out, wiped it dry with a towel, and put it beside the bed for use.

Si Tong looked at his attentive and calm appearance, leaned against the head of the bed and asked weakly: "Don't you mind the dirt?"

Yu Hanshen came over and wiped the water stains from the corners of her mouth, his tone gentle and serious:

"You work so hard, and I can't share anything with you. If I can't even do this little thing well and still feel disgusted, then I don't deserve you to bear children for me."

After hearing this, Si Tong pursed her lips into a sweet curve.

Yu Hanshen: "I've vomited everything out of my stomach, do you want to eat something?"

Si Tong nodded.

Yu Hanshen picked up the receiver of the landline phone, dialed the internal line downstairs, and ordered in a calm voice: "Send up the madam's stomach-nourishing porridge."