Raising husband in Zhai Douwen

After playing for a day, I had fun and was tired.

After Yang Jiming and Shang Jiayan finished washing, they hugged each other and fell asleep on the bed early.

Aunt Fang was tossing and turning, she always thought of the few words Aunt Du said to her alone by the stream during the day.

They are both concubines, and she came in earlier than Du Baozhu.

At that time, Du Baozhu was already rich and powerful, and everyone in the house benefited from her.

At that time, although Yang Zhengyi didn't like Du Baozhu, a concubine who was full of money, he still supported her.Even the eldest lady turned a blind eye to Du Baozhu.

Aunt Fang recalled the past and recalled the previous scenes, and suddenly found that Du Baozhu was the smartest one.Du Baozhu protected herself and her son in her own way, but she lost her son stupidly, and even made herself crazy for 18 years.

Aunt Fang couldn't help but think, Shu Ming was obviously healthy when he was born, how could he die in less than a month?

She bit her thumbnail, and the more she thought about it, the more suspicious she felt.

She couldn't help but secretly annoyed that she had lost her mind because of the pain of losing her son, so she didn't investigate in time.

Now after 18 years, can we still find out?

Thinking, thinking, Aunt Fang gradually fell asleep and had a long dream.In the dream, she saw Yang Shuming who was just born, saw him grow up little by little, saw him marry a wife and have children...

Bai Ping went back to the house and reported to Aunt Du: "Aunt Fang has lit incense in her room, she will have a good dream tonight."

Aunt Du slightly curled her lips, "She is very smart, if she catches any doubts, she will follow the clues to investigate."

Bai Ping stepped forward to undress Aunt Du, "The Third Young Madam is also a smart person. Do we need to disclose the matter of Aunt Fang to the Third Young Madam?"

"I'm afraid he already knew that Fang Ru was awake, but he just pretended not to know."

Aunt Du sighed: "If Ji Ming was half as smart as his wife, I wouldn't have to work so hard to plan for him."

Bai Ping said with a smile: "It's the same with the third young lady now beside the third young master. You can relax in the future."

Aunt Du smiled, lay down on the bed, and said, "I'll be satisfied when they give birth to a fat boy."

"The third young master and the third young lady have only been married for more than a month, how can it be so fast?" Bai Ping said as she lowered the curtain hooked on the golden hook.

Aunt Du suddenly sat up from the bed, Bai Ping stopped putting down the curtain and looked at her suspiciously.

Aunt Du said, "I'll ask the person you're looking for to bring over sometime so I can meet him."

Bai Ping was stunned for a moment, then realized who Aunt Du was talking about, and hurriedly replied: "Yes, Auntie, please don't worry, they are all girls from a prosperous and innocent family, and they have a good appearance."

Aunt Du nodded, and said: "Well, you can be prepared by finding someone first. After the first month of next year, if the third young lady's stomach still hasn't moved, bring up the matter of taking a concubine for the third young master."

Bai Ping answered "Yes", and then gently persuaded: "Auntie, please rest."

"En." Aunt Du then lay down again.

Bai Ping lowered the curtain, blew out the lamp, and went outside to rest.

The next morning, Yang Jiming woke up first, and then woke up Shang Jiayan.

Shang Jiayan turned over and continued to sleep, while Yang Jiming continued to make trouble with him.

In the end, Shang Jiayan, who was full of resentment, was dragged up from the bed by Yang Jiming.

While changing his clothes, Yang Jiming said, "From today onwards, we will run in the morning."

"I was tired from climbing the mountain yesterday, and my legs were sore." Shang Jiayan looked at him pitifully.

However, Yang Jiming became more determined to take him to exercise together, and said: "Let's run slowly, if we can't run, we can walk. If we persist for a few more days, our legs won't be sore. And..." Speaking of Here, he suddenly looked at him meaningfully.

"Huh? And what?"

"When you're on the bed, you won't be made to pass out so easily." After Yang Jiming finished speaking, he quickly kissed the corner of his mouth.

Shang Jiayan's face flushed red, ashamed and annoyed, he hammered him on the chest angrily.

"Look, you don't even have the strength to hit me. You're a scholar who is powerless."

"It's not that I have no strength, I just don't want to hit you hard." Shang Jiayan said angrily, and he couldn't help but use some force when he punched again.

Yang Jiming wrapped his fist in his palm, and coaxed in a warm voice: "Okay, don't be angry, go for a run."

In the end, Yang Jiming half-pushed and half-persuaded Shang Jiayan outside, and slowly ran around the inner circle of the garden in Zhuangzi.

The maids and servants looked at them in surprise, and someone hurriedly reported to Aunt Du.

When Aunt Du came, they had already run around the garden twice.

"What are you doing?" Aunt Du looked at them suspiciously.

They slowly changed from running to walking, and walked to Aunt Du's side.

Jiming Yang said: "We're running in the morning to exercise. Auntie, change into clothes and jog with us."

Shang Jiayan turned his face away, he didn't want to look at him.

Aunt Du cleared her throat and said, "Go ahead and leave me alone."

"Okay, Auntie, let's run two more laps."

"Okay." Aunt Du looked at him with a smile.

Yang Jiming dragged Shang Jiayan to continue running, and Shang Jiayan was almost dragged away by him.

"Haste makes waste, let's stop here today."

"Hey, run two more laps."

"Don't run away."

"Run two more laps, and you won't do it twice at night." Yang Jiming whispered in his ear.

Shang Jiayan looked at his eyes that wanted to swallow him, gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "Run and run, you can bully me vigorously."

"Daughter-in-law, I'm wronged, I'm doing this for your own good."

Shang Jiayan snorted, took a step forward and ignored him.

Yang Jiming laughed, and happily chased after him, running side by side with him.

Aunt Fang also came over, walked to Aunt Du with a smile, and watched Yang Jiming and his wife run with her.

Aunt Du said: "The relationship between the two children is very good."

Aunt Fang smiled foolishly.

Suddenly, the two people who were running stopped, and an angry voice sounded from the garden: "Yang Jiming, you are not allowed to sleep in the room tonight!"

Shang Jiayan went back to the house angrily, and Yang Jiming hurriedly chased after him to coax him.

"Jing Shuo, daughter-in-law, I was wrong, so I won't tease you."

The sound gradually faded away, and those who stayed in place could still feel their chasing and fighting.

Aunt Du said: "These two children are noisy occasionally, but they have a very good relationship."

Aunt Fang still smiled foolishly, but she no longer chased after Yang Jiming and Shang Jiayan as in the past.

Aunt Du glanced at Bai Ping, and Bai Ping immediately dismissed the servants around her.

"Tell me, what do you want to tell me?"

"Back then, you and I, as well as the eldest lady, almost conceived and gave birth together. My son has long been turned into a pile of loess, but your son has grown up. You say, I did something wrong, so that retribution will come in the future. On my son?" Aunt Fang's eyes were full of hostility.

A faint sneer appeared on the corner of Aunt Du's lips, and she said: "Now that things have happened, we sisters can also say a few words of our own. Sister Ru's limelight in the mansion was almost better than that of the eldest lady, and she was jealous. It's nothing."

Aunt Fang asked coldly, "What about you? Are you jealous?"

Aunt Du sneered, and asked, "Why do you think I'm jealous?"

Aunt Fang couldn't answer, she was silent.

Aunt Du said: "I was married to Lord Hou by my father as a concubine. I don't hate my father, nor do I blame Lord Hou. I belong to the kind of person who can live a comfortable life no matter where I am."

"I am ashamed of myself."

"Because you have affection for Master Hou and regard him as your husband." Aunt Du slightly raised the corners of her lips and smiled lightly. "It's been 18 years, I don't know what sister Ru thinks now?"

"What do you want?" Fang Ru is not an ignorant little girl. Du Baozhu told her so much, and even helped her hide the fact that she was already sane. How could she have nothing?

"Let the third young master stand on his own."

"what?!"