[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Ding Nvxia, the wife of the Zuo envoy

Perhaps it was because of his deep internal strength, Ding Minjun was raised with delicious food and drink for several months, but except for his belly gradually getting bigger, other parts were still slim and slim, so that Yang Xiao once wondered if it was not enough. Hu Qingniu patted his chest as a guarantee, he wanted to chase after her and feed her, just as the so-called caring leads to chaos, at this moment, how can Yang Zuo envoy still look like he is unparalleled in wisdom, shrewd and capable?

...and there seems to be a growing tendency to be silly.

Ding Minjun's eyelids twitched when he saw the piles of books that he ordered people to bring over, and flipped through them casually. Good guy, let's not talk about the Four Books and Five Classics. It is normal, but why there are "Historical Records", "Zi Zhi Tong Jian", "Gui Gu Zi", "Sun Tzu's Art of War", "Mengxi Bi Tan", "Qi Min Yao Shu" and "Nong Sang Collection"?Don't you think covering too much too early?Your son is not born yet!

yes son.Just a few days ago, Hu Qingniu had used his superb medical skills to diagnose whether the child in her stomach was a boy or a girl, and after knowing it was a son, Yang Xiao became obsessed with moving books into the room for some reason. Be sure to spare half an hour to read to the child in her womb, which is called early enlightenment.

Isn't this going to train the child to be a three-year-old child prodigy capable of writing and four-year-old martial arts?

Ding Minjun caressed his swollen belly pitifully, he could almost foresee how stressful and busy the child's life would be in the future, and he wondered if his father, who had placed high hopes on him, would show mercy?

After all, she is not really stupid, she can guess what is going on in Yang Xiao's mind, just by looking at the books he brought over, he probably has a lot of plans for this child's future.

As usual, when it was time to study, what I read today was the chapter about melody in "Mengxi Bi Tan".

The content of Yang Xiao's reading is a bit jumpy, he never follows the steps, maybe he was reading "Historical Records" in a serious manner yesterday, but today he started to talk about arithmetic, in short, he is quite casual.

"...All the voices are classified into five grades, and they are named after Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu. The master is called Gong, and the second is Shang..."

The sound is nice, but the content is boring.

Ding Minjun sat on the bed, his whole body was in a fog and drowsy.Taking advantage of the moment when the other party paused to turn the page, she couldn't help asking: "Yang Xiao, are you sure your son can understand what you read?" She pointed to her stomach while speaking.

"Of course not." Yang Xiao replied without thinking, "If he could, wouldn't he be a little monster?" After speaking, he gave her a look inexplicably, as if wondering why she would ask such an obvious question. The question comes.

Ding Minjun was choked by his eyes, closed his eyes and pressed his forehead with his fingertips, and asked patiently: "Then why do you still insist on reading to him every day?"

Yang Xiao thought for a while, and said solemnly: "The so-called 'reading a hundred times, the meaning will come to you', I will read it to him in advance, so that he will be familiar with it. Wouldn't it be much easier to start learning after birth?"

It sounded so reasonable that she was almost convinced.

Ding Minjun stared at him blankly, trying to find clues from his expression to prove that he was actually teasing her, but things backfired, unexpectedly he——

Seriously?

She gasped involuntarily, speechless in shock.

This is more than that, after Yang Xiao finished talking to her, he lowered his head with great interest to ask the unborn child in her womb, asking for his approval: "Do you think so?"

Ding Minjun supported his forehead: "..."

It's over, it's over, I'm afraid this husband is not stupid.

In the end, before she finished slandering, the child in her belly suddenly kicked her forcefully as if she understood and responded to her father's words.

"ah!"

She involuntarily let out a soft cry and hugged her stomach with both hands.

Yang Xiao hurriedly put down the book in his hand, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, hugged her carefully, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong? I'll send someone to find Mr. Hu—"

Before he finished speaking, Ding Minjun grabbed him quickly, stopped him from getting up to call someone, put his palm on his stomach, shook his head and said with a smile: "Nothing feels uncomfortable, your son is here Say hello to you."

"Really?" Yang Xiao asked in surprise, quickly bent down, and gently pressed his ear to it, and he didn't make him wait long before he clearly felt that part of his stomach being hit hard.He raised his head suddenly, with obvious excitement on his face, and said with bright eyes: "It really moved!"

Ding Minjun looked at him with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and could not help but hide his lips.

It was really embarrassing for him, even though the child made some noise as early as a month ago, but the child didn't know if he was deliberately trying to antagonize his father, he was clearly making a fuss just a moment ago, but when Yang Xiao clung to her happily When my stomach wants to feel it, it will inexplicably become silent. It happens every time, so that the father wonders whether he is rejected by the unborn child several times?

Today, he finally got his wish, and of course he was about to be overjoyed.

So he happily picked up the "Mengxi Bi Tan" again, still gently placed one hand on her stomach, and opened the book with the other hand, and then continued to read the content just now: "Today is the The horn, although it is called the horn, the name is easy to change, in fact, the fifth voice, can it be changed? It’s just called the horn.” After reading this, he paused, bowed his head and asked the child in his stomach solemnly, as if As if he could really understand: "Are you right, my dear son?"

What was even more surprising was that after a moment of silence, the child actually kicked her in the stomach hard, right where his palm was.

Yang Xiao, who thought he had received a response, was greatly encouraged, and continued to read aloud again: "The joy of the world is different from that of the temple in the suburbs. If the round bell is a palace, the sound of the forest bell is also." After reading a few sentences, he explained carefully. : "The meaning of this sentence is: the difference between folk music and suburban temple music is..."

Ding Minjun leaned back and relaxed on the cotton pad standing on the head of the bed.This mat was specially made by Yang Xiao after she was pregnant. Since she was a month old, it became difficult for her to lie down or sit, and her lower back was sore from time to time. Much more comfortable.

Under the dim light, Yang Xiaoqing's handsome facial features seemed to be covered with a hazy halo, exuding a bit of warmth.

Ding Minjun watched him unilaterally talking to the unborn child while reading a book, and his heart was full.

How lucky she is in this life to meet a man who cherishes her, to marry him, and to raise children with him and spend the rest of her life together.

The author has something to say: one pregnant and stupid for three years (specifically refers to the child's father→→)