Raising husband in Zhai Douwen

After coming out of Modixuan, Shang Jiayan walked through the main courtyard and Fuxi hall again.

The eldest lady didn't say anything, the old lady said to him: "You and Ji Ming have been married for a year, get pregnant quickly. If you still can't get pregnant, find someone to give birth to you."

The old matriarch's words were straightforward, and Shang Jiayan couldn't talk back, so he could only answer first.

When they arrived at Puheyuan, although Aunt Du and Aunt Fang didn't say anything clearly, they seemed to glance over his belly inadvertently, and their expressions hesitated to speak, all of which were putting pressure on him.

Probably because the second young lady who entered the door later was pregnant, everyone intentionally or unintentionally urged the third young lady who entered the door first.

After leaving Wu Muhou's mansion, Shang Jiayan let out a deep breath.

He couldn't help touching his stomach, showing a disappointed expression, but he was also very anxious.

Seeing him standing at the door in a daze, Huai An was a little depressed, and couldn't help but worriedly said: "Young Madam, shall we go home?"

"Go to the Criminal Department."

At this moment, Shang Jiayan just wanted to see Yang Jiming quickly, he needed his comfort.

In front of the criminal department, Huai'an stepped forward to report out of the house, and the gatekeeper hurried in to report.

Yang Jiming heard Shang Jiayan coming for the first time, worried about what happened, and hurried to the door to pick him up.

He took Shang Jiayan's hand and asked nervously, "Is nothing wrong?"

Shang Jiayan shook his head slightly: "I just want to come to you."

"Come in with me first." Yang Jiming took him to his office, his wife was obviously in a bad mood.

Seeing the mountains of files on Yang Jiming's desk, Shang Jiayan couldn't help but regret coming to disturb him, and said distressedly: "Do you have to deal with so many files every day?"

"How can I finish it in one day." Yang Jiming said with a faint smile, "The ones on the table, plus the ones on the shelf behind, are all the accumulated cases."

Shang Jiayan said: "You continue to work, I will accompany you by the side."

"Okay." Yang Jiming couldn't help smiling.

There is a saying that a man who works hard is the most handsome.

Shang Jiayan sat quietly and watched Yang Jiming work, unconsciously fascinated.

After Yang Jiming finished processing a file, he turned around and saw him staring at him in a daze, smiled softly, and pulled him to sit on his lap.

"Tell me, what happened today?"

Shang Jiayan said sullenly: "Second sister-in-law is pregnant."

Yang Jiming was startled, thought for a while, and asked, "Is someone in the mansion embarrassing you? Is it the old lady or the eldest lady?"

"It's not difficult, just be anxious, and I am also anxious."

"This kind of thing can't be rushed, it will happen naturally when the fate comes."

"I know." Shang Jiayan put his arms around his neck, his voice a little aggrieved.

Seeing that he was depressed, Yang Jiming put down his work and coaxed him gently: "Don't think about it, I'm here."

Shang Jiayan whimpered, expressing his displeasure.

Yang Jiming said: "I'm going to ask for a leave of absence and go back early today."

Shang Jiayan hesitated for a moment, then said weakly: "You still have a lot of business to deal with."

Seeing his duplicity, Yang Jiming smiled lightly and said, "The most important thing is to be with you." He was thinking in his heart that starting tomorrow, he would work overtime.

Shang Jiayan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and gave a satisfied "hmm".

After leaving the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Yang Jiming took Shang Jiayan to the ghost market.

Shang Jiayan laughed as soon as he got off the carriage, "I thought you would take me to some good place, it turned out to be a ghost market."

Yang Jiming smiled naively, "Buy, buy, buy, I'm in a good mood."

Shang Jiayan slightly bent his eyebrows, took his arm, and said, "Okay, you pay."

"Of course." Yang Jiming silently calculated how much money he still had.

Shang Jiayan pointed to the mask stand not far away, "Is that where we bought the masks before?"

"That's right." Yang Jiming took his hand and walked over.

Liu Dong greeted them with a smile: "Sir Young Master Yang, Mrs. Third Young Master, let's visit the ghost market together."

"Uncle Liu."

Shang Jiayan followed Yang Jiming and called out, "Uncle Liu."

Liu Dong panicked and said hastily: "Don't dare, I can't be the third young lady to call Uncle Liu. The third young lady has a look at these masks, if you like them, I will give one to the third young lady to play with."

"Then this one." Shang Jiayan took off a Fuwa mask and glanced at Yang Jiming, meaning to pay.

Yang Jiming took out his pocket and put it on the stall when Liu Dong refused.

Shang Jiayan said with a smile: "You are very popular among the common people, and now almost no voices say you are a dude."

Speaking of Yang Jiming now, the people in the capital must at least boast that the prodigal son will turn back.

"When we patrolled the streets in Shuntianfu, the neighbors were very enthusiastic."

Shang Jiayan frowned slightly, his eyes fell on the door of the spice shop, and asked, "Is that the spice shop where Qi Yue inquired about medicines from the Western Regions?"

"Yes, do you want to go in and have a look?"

"Ah."

The owner of the spice shop saw them coming, and hurriedly greeted them: "Young Master Yang, this is Mrs. Third Young Master, right?"

Yang Jiming smiled and said, "You have a good eye. Quickly bring out the good products in your store and let my wife pick them out."

"Hey."

The owner of the spice shop hurriedly brought out the best-selling goods.

Shang Jiayan was not interested in spices, so he looked at them with a smile.

The boss brought out another box of Broken Jade Ointment, "Third Young Madam, try our Broken Jade Ointment. Applying it on your body will not only give off a delicate fragrance, but also make your skin delicate and smooth."

Hearing this, Shang Jiayan's eyes lit up, and he wanted to give it a try.

Yang Jiming hurriedly stopped, "The Broken Jade Ointment is not suitable for pregnant women."

The owner of the spice shop came to his senses, put away the crushed jade paste, and said apologetically, "I was negligent, I should tell Mrs. Third that there is musk in this crushed jade paste, so it is not suitable for pregnant women."

Shang Jiayan was stunned, and said in a low voice, "I'm not pregnant."

The owner of the spice shop was taken aback for a moment, and said sternly, "The two of you must be pregnant, so you can use this thing if you can."

Shang Jiayan nodded slightly, "Well, thank you boss."

After visiting the ghost market, they went to Grandpa and Grandma Li's wonton stand to eat wontons.Grandpa Li filled them with two full bowls.

After shopping and eating like this, Shang Jiayan's mood has recovered.

"Ji Ming, I still want to go to another place."

"Ah."

"Misty Rain Tower."

"Okay." Yang Jiming's smile suddenly froze on his face, "Wait, where do you want to go?"

"Yanyu Building." Shang Jiayan repeated.

Yang Jiming asked in disbelief: "Do you know where the Yanyu Building is?"

Shang Jiayan blinked his eyes and said, "I have sent someone to inquire since the first time you returned home with the smell of powder."

"Uh," Yang Jiming scratched his head, "I've been there once since I got married, and I've already explained and apologized to you."

Shang Jiayan snorted and said, "If you don't take me there, I'll go by myself."

"Jing Shuo, that place is dirty and messy, it doesn't deserve you."

"I just want to know why there are so many men there."

"In front of you, it's all dust, not worth mentioning." Yang Jiming tried his best to flatter him, trying to dispel his wife's thoughts.

Shang Jiayan burst out laughing, "I'm just kidding, I'm not going."

Immediately, Yang Jiming breathed a sigh of relief.

Shang Jiayan said: "But I don't want to go back home yet."

Yang Jiming thought for a while, then had a flash of inspiration, and said, "I'll take you to the theater. Tonight, the rose class will be on stage."

"it is good."

The rose troupe is a well-known theater troupe in the capital, almost every show is full.

Tonight is Liang Zhu Huadie, the pillar of the theater troupe, Su Lan, and there are no empty seats in the audience.

Yang Jiming inquired with Team Leader Mo, and learned that Jiang Shumao had booked a private room upstairs, so he took Shang Jiayan there directly.

Seeing them coming, Jiang Shumao asked in surprise, "Yang San...cousin and sister-in-law are also here to listen to the play?"

"Yes," Yang Jiming unceremoniously pulled Shang Jiayan to sit down, "We came late, and there are no seats left."

"Ganqing came to me to listen to the show." Jiang Shumao rolled his eyes.

Shang Jiayan said apologetically, "I'm bothering my fourth cousin, we'll come to the show another day."

Jiang Shumao hurriedly said, "Cousin sister-in-law, please sit down, I'm just joking with my cousin."

At this time, the man came in to deliver tea.

Yang Jiming looked at him in surprise: "Su Bai? You're not in Shuntian Mansion, why are you here?"

Su Bai smiled lightly and said, "Su Qing is on stage for the first time tonight, and class leader Mo asked me to listen to the play for free, so I'll help serve tea and water."

Yang Jiming was surprised and said: "You can be on stage in such a short time, your brother is talented."

Su Bai deepened the smile on his face, "I heard it was just a formality, not even a word."

"That's good too."

"Thank you, Master Yang."

After Su Bai retreated, Shang Jiayan looked at Yang Jiming with cold eyes, and Jiang Shumao watched the show quietly.

Yang Jiming quickly explained: "Su Bai works as a servant in the back office of Shuntian Mansion, and his younger brother Su Qing learns opera in the opera troupe."

Shang Jiayan hummed softly, turned his head and did not speak to him.

Jiang Shumao deliberately fanned the flames: "Cousin, my cousin has been among thousands of flowers since a long time ago, and not a single leaf touches his body. Don't worry, he is just playing around outside, no matter how he plays, he will not bring someone back to hinder your eyes .”

"Jiang Shumao, the more you talk, the more you go too far." Yang Jiming was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to beat him up.

Jiang Shumao quickly hid on the other side of Shang Jiayan, "Cousin, cousin bullied me."

Shang Jiayan burst out laughing, and said: "You two stop making trouble, the show is starting on stage, listen to the show."

Jiang Shumao sat down and said to Shang Jiayan: "Cousin, my aunt's birthday is next month. You can invite the rose troupe to sing a play." His aunt is Jiang Shi, wife of Yang Jiming's aunt Wu Muhou.

Shang Jiayan nodded and said, "I'll mention it to my mother."