Pregnant with a disabled son [Rebirth]

When the New Year's Eve came, it snowed heavily in Huajing.

After the snow fell, Fang Miaomiao never went out again.The room was made of an earth dragon, and it was very warm. Fang Miaomiao stayed in bed all day and snoozes, often dozing off after sitting for a while.

Feng Nonglian's Zhuangzi made a lot of money by using off-season vegetables.During this year's festival, there are not many fresh, crisp, green and oily vegetables.

Whose family doesn't have large bundles of white radishes and large bundles of cabbages.

The cabbage and radishes are so eaten that people's faces are turning green.

Even the wealthy official families don't see any fresh vegetables on the dinner table.

Until there was an additional seasonal store in the capital.Not only fresh vegetables are sold, but also some fruits that are not available in winter.

The price is of course expensive.But even if the rich and nobles are more expensive, they can certainly afford it.What's more, in this place of Huajing, any bird droppings in the world can casually hit the rich.

Business is excellent.Often the servants in charge of grocery shopping will stand in line at the door of the store before dawn.

However, Fang Miaomiao was tired of eating at home and was very picky.

Fortunately, Feng Nonglian always knows different ways to eat, new food emerges in an endless stream every day, and new dishes come out with different patterns.

Not only do I come up with all kinds of new dishes every day for the kitchen to make, but I often cook by myself.

New Year's Eve dinner.

The Marquis of Anshun distributed New Year's red envelopes to the servants early and had a holiday.The servants who had family members in the local area were able to go home to visit relatives, and the servants who had been living in the mansion also took red envelopes, ate New Year's dumplings and went to play around.

Feng Nonglian and Fang Miaomiao had dinner and returned to the room early.

While eating, the snow stopped for a while.After the meal, the snow fell even more than at the beginning.

Close the window, you can also hear the sound of snow falling outside the window.

From time to time, the snow bent the branches, but the whole snowball fell into the snow.

Feng Nonglian closed the window to keep out the cold wind.

Fang Miaomiao was on fire, her face was flushed.From time to time there was a popping or popping sound from the stove.

Feng Nonglian picked up the corn and chestnuts roasting in the stove with iron tongs.The sweet smell immediately filled the whole room.

"I knew you'd be hungry soon."

Fang Miaomiao was afraid of being hot.He grabbed a chestnut and threw it back hot.He was puffing and puffing.

Feng Nonglian made fun of him, and then peeled back the shell for him, revealing the roasted chestnut kernels that were glutinous and sweet.

Fang Miaomiao ate a few.Feng Nonglian refused to let him eat it.

It is said that you can get angry after eating, so you can't eat more.

Fang Miaomiao was quite obedient.After eating, she obediently went to wash up, and then stuffed her cold hands into Feng Nonglian's neck with bad intentions.

But he didn't see Feng Nonglian screaming from the cold, so he immediately withdrew his hand bored.

Brother's reaction is not exaggerated at all, it is not fun.

"I've been thinking about playing all day long. Go to sleep, the bed is already warm." Feng Nonglian took Tang Pozi out of the bed, and withdrew out together with the stove in the room.

The room in winter is airtight, and it is extremely unsafe to put a stove on.

Many people are afraid of the cold in winter, so they burn charcoal and fire in the room, and the doors and windows are still tightly closed, which leads to carbon monoxide poisoning.

Fang Miaomiao is very obedient.Besides, he didn't care if there was a stove.

Anyway, my brother is always warm, and there is no need for a stove at all.

Brother itself is as hot as a big stove in winter.

When Feng Nonglian came back, she didn't rush back to bed first.His hands were still cold, Feng Nonglian stood under the bed, rubbing his hands to warm them up.

Fang Miaomiao sat up and pulled his hand into her arms.

"Brother, I'll keep you warm. My place is the warmest!"

At night, the two hugged each other tightly and fell asleep to the sound of snow falling outside the window.

Fang Miaomiao never dared to imagine such a peaceful and comfortable New Year's Eve in his previous life.

On this day last year, shortly after he married into the Marquis of Wu'an, he received a series of bad news about his elder sister's dystocia, the house of the Marquis of Anshun being ransacked, and the prince guarding the imperial mausoleum.

During the Chinese New Year, he was alone in his small room, secretly feeling sorry for Aunt Sister.After eating a few cold pancakes, there was not even a warm dumpling.

Perhaps it was because he burned papers under the wall in the backyard that no one passed by was so pitiful, and it was also because he cried so miserable at that time.

Anyway, Feng Nonglian, who was pushing a wheelchair through the winter snow, bumped into him and asked the stone to bring him back to her yard.

His clothes were wet with snow.Feng Nonglian had someone change him into new clothes.

The clothes are Feng Nonglian's own, so they are a bit loose.

His hair was messy and wet.Feng Nonglian stared at him for a while, Fang Miaomiao felt ashamed.

He must have looked terribly embarrassed that way.

Fang Miaomiao covered his face.He thought his face was too ugly and would scare people.

Feng Nonglian didn't say anything, but asked someone to bring over a bowl of dumplings.

"It's okay if you didn't eat last night. Let's eat dumplings, Jiao Xing just made them."

Fang Miaomiao didn't dare to move her chopsticks when she first saw the bowl of dumplings.It was Feng Nonglian who stuffed the chopsticks into his hands.

"Eat it quickly. After eating the dumplings, the new year will be auspicious and safe."

Fang Miaomiao ate a dumpling, like Feng Nonglian taught, talking about good luck and peace while eating.

He swallowed and wept.Feng Nonglian didn't say anything, she just quietly ate a bowl of dumplings with him.

The heavy snow at that time was like the heavy snow tonight.

Feng Nonglian at that time was as gentle as she was tonight.

The difference is that today's heavy snow is sweet.Elder sister is not dead, the prince is not demoted, brother is also fine.

He hugged Feng Nonglian's neck tightly, looking extremely clingy.

Snow day, meet you.very nice.

The snow kept falling, and the fire of the red candle never went out.

The New Year's red candle is not suspiciously extinguished and must be burned until the next day.

People in the house took turns watching the fire, changing shifts every hour.

By the time the red candle burned to the end, it was already daylight the next day.

The sky will be much clearer when it has snowed.However, Fang Miaomiao is absolutely unwilling to get up at such a time.

What a chance to stay in bed.

Not only did he not want to get up, but he also pulled Feng Nonglian to not allow him to get up.

Feng Nonglian couldn't laugh or cry, it took a while to coax Fang Miaomiao well.

Open the window, the snow outside the window has stopped.Snow covered the world.

Even the extremely abnormal peach tree in the yard, which has been nourished by supernatural powers, was wearing a snow suit this morning.

Feng Nonglian put on new clothes and refused to let Fang Miaomiao stay in bed.

"It's time to get up and eat breakfast."

Feng Nonglian did not allow Fang Miaomiao to skip breakfast.Fang Miaomiao lay on the bed for a while, but had no choice but to get up.

Fortunately, the joy of getting new clothes made him forget the unhappiness of getting up.

This suit was specially made by the best tailor shop in the city, and it is a pair with the one on my brother.

A new garment made from a piece of fabric.

Fang Miaomiao shook off her clothes, but pulled out a red envelope from the clothes.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he opened the red envelope.

Inside the red envelope was not a bank note as he thought, but a safety talisman.

It's similar to the one on his neck, but it's different.

You can smell a faint fragrance when you pick it up.I don't know what's in it, but it smells really good.

There are two lines of small characters written on the back of the safety talisman. If you look closely, it is auspicious and safe.

Fang Miaomiao was taken aback.

In an instant, there is a kind of brother, like him, who has returned to his previous life.

However, if you think about it carefully, it is impossible.

It could only be a coincidence.

Perhaps, this is the gentleness that belongs to my brother.

He gave himself auspicious wishes in peace.

Fang Miaomiao grabbed the red envelope and ran out of the room.Feng Nonglian was bending over to wash her hands with warm water, when suddenly her back sank, it turned out that Fang Miaomiao had jumped onto his back.

Feng Nonglian carried him on her back and said, "Miaomiao can't walk anymore, do you want me to carry it?"

Fang Miaomiao kissed Nonglian's cheek, and said coquettishly: "Brother must carry it, can't you?"

"Okay. I will carry you on my back until I can't carry it anymore!"

Fang Miaomiao said, "Brother can't carry it anymore, so I'll carry it. I'm also very strong."

He squeezed his fist.Feng Nonglian just smiled and kissed his fingers.

Suddenly Feng Nonglian's mouth tasted sweet.It turned out that Fang Miaomiao stuffed him with an orange.

"In addition to red envelopes, we also eat lucky tangerines during the New Year. After eating lucky tangerines, we will be happy all year round..."

Not long after the first month passed, two pieces of good news came out of the palace.

One is that Concubine Rong finally gave birth to a princess.Mother and daughter are safe.

The emperor is very happy.

There has been no new life in the palace for a long time.

The youngest princess is now fifteen or sixteen years old, and the emperor couldn't tell how happy he was when a little princess came suddenly.

He even gave the little princess a title directly.

It is enough to show the love for the little princess.

Concubine Rong was naturally even happier.She has been married into the palace for many years and has never had a child, so she has always been a little worried.

The emperor is getting old, and every year is not like a year. If he never has his own children in the future, how will he gain a foothold in this palace.

Not to mention the matter of fading and falling in love, if the emperor's hundred years pass, these childless concubines will not be able to stay in this palace any longer, and perhaps the ancient Buddha will be greened up.

Good thing now, she has her own flesh and blood.In this life, the confinement years in the deep palace also have some hope.

In addition to the happy event that Concubine Rong Gui gave birth to a princess, another happy event was that a concubine in the third prince's palace was pregnant.

This child is very likely to give birth to the emperor's eldest grandson.

This was the first grandchild, the emperor was naturally very happy, and even agreed with what the third prince said, making him a concubine as a side concubine.

People said that this concubine had just stepped on shit luck and was about to make a fortune.

Only the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion was filled with gloom, and there was just news of the sudden death of Feng Ying's wife who had just married.

The funeral was held hastily, and even Feng Nonglian didn't know what the hell they were doing.

Of course I have no mood to know.

Fang Miaomiao's stomach is also seven or eight months old, it is the critical time, they don't have extra time to care about others.

I only sent someone to say a few words of condolences, but they didn't show up.

However, the unprecedented gloomyness of the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion only made outsiders think that it was the cause of the funeral.

In fact, only a few people know the inside story.

Marquis Wu'an was furious and threw the brazier in the room.

"Bastard! Is this how my face in Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion was trampled on?"

The author has something to say: This article started out as a sweet cookie without an outline.It won't be very long, and it should end fairly quickly.I think.Warning!