Pregnant with a disabled son [Rebirth]

After Feng Nonglian spoke eloquently for a long time, he realized that the attention of the cotton farmers was not on him.

"What are you looking at?"

The cotton farmer pointed to the vegetable field: "The little baby got into it, and he disappeared."

He waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Oh, it's okay."

Cotton farmer: "..."

Everyone was not interested in listening to the lecture, so Feng Nonglian had no choice but to stop and look for her son who didn't know where he was going.Otherwise, he was afraid that these people would accuse him of child abuse.

Feng Nonglian pushed aside the grass on the ground, and saw a small round butt protruding from the tall grass.Xiao Hua pouted her butt, not knowing what she was doing.The chubby little feet twisted and twisted.

Feng Nonglian raised her hand and grabbed Xiao Hua's collar, trying to pull Xiao Hua out.Xiao Hua turned her head to look at him, and babbled.

He can't speak, he can only babble, and his fat little short fingers point to the tall grass.

Feng Nonglian held Xiaohua in her arms, leaned forward and saw that it was a nest of wild eggs.A few eggs had already hatched and the chicks came, the wet birds limp.

Feng Nonglian patted Xiaohua's buttocks and said, "Okay baby. Don't touch the nest of other little birds. The big bird will come back later and peck your butt."

This time, Feng Nonglian put a small wreath in her arms and continued to teach the cotton farmers.It's just that the attention of the cotton farmers will be somewhat attracted by the little flowers in Feng Nonglian's arms.

This little white fat man is so festive.Soft and white, like a steamed bun just out of the pan.

The fleshy face really wants to be pinched.

Xiaohua was playing with the toy, raising her head from time to time and making an ahhh sound.When Feng Nonglian heard him yelling, she fed him a mouthful of strawberries.

There are not as many varieties of strawberries here as in later generations, and they are not as big as later ones.However, the batch cultivated by Feng Nonglian is much larger than the ones sold outside, and they are very red and sweet, with a strong strawberry aroma and plenty of juice.

There are not many species, basically contributed to the two mouths of the family.Any more will be given to the Prince and Concubine Rong to taste.

The rest is indistinguishable from the rest.

Xiao Hua smashed her mouth, eating with gusto.When he was full, he felt sleepy.Leaning in Feng Nonglian's arms, her eyelids were twitching up and down, her head shook from time to time, but she still stubbornly bit a strawberry in her mouth.

So I shook my head down, woke up for three seconds, chewed a mouthful, and fell asleep again.She shook her head again, woke up for three seconds, chewed twice... This cycle went on and on, and finally fell completely into Feng Nonglian's arms.

Feng Nonglian wiped Xiaohua's mouth and told the cotton farmers that this is the end of the day.

In addition to training cotton farmers, textile workers will also need to be retrained.Feng Nonglian still had a lot to do.

But there is no rush.This is not something that can be done in a short while.Feng Nonglian carried Xiao Hua back to the city in a carriage.

After entering the city, he didn't go home first. Instead, he saw that it was still early and changed his way to the Hanlin Academy.

There is an old Xu roast goose leg at the gate of the Imperial Academy.The goose legs are oily but not greasy, moist but not sticky, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the sauce has completely penetrated into the goose meat, the aroma is tangy, even the bones are fragrant, and there is no fishy smell.

But there are a lot of people in line.Every day, the servants of various families line up here for the owner's house, but ordinary people don't buy much. Who has the time to line up for this line, they are all in a hurry to work.

Besides, the price of Lao Xu's roasted goose legs is not cheap.What is not good to eat, you have to spend money to eat that stuff.

Feng Nonglian was holding Xiaohua in the queue, which was quite eye-catching.Mainly the florets are more eye-catching.When he is curious about the outside world, he likes to watch everything.His big eyes stared at everyone passing by.

Feng Nonglian looked quite cold, but the little baby was not cold at all, and punched and kicked "drunk".Passers-by are also willing to stop and tease Fatty Xiaobai when they see him.

Feng Nonglian turned her head, and suddenly caught sight of Mrs. Wu'an Houji.The step-wife's maid was queuing up, and the step-wife was standing under a tree, hiding from the sun, and gossiping with her daughter.

Feng Nonglian listened to it, and it seemed that she was going to ask the emperor to invite Feng Ying to be the crown prince.

Please seal the crown prince?It's not that easy.

Feng Nonglian was at the end of the line, so she asked the waiter for a pack of roast goose legs, and then went to the gate of the Imperial Academy to pick Fang Miaomiao home.

As soon as Fang Miaomiao walked out of the gate, he saw a large and a small stone lion in front of the gate.

"Brother, why are you here?"

He walked over, took Xiao Hua in his hands, and kissed Xiao Hua's cheeks twice.

"I'm here to pick you up. Here, I bought you roasted goose legs. You're hungry, let's have a bite first. Xiao Hua gives me a hug."

Fang Miaomiao threw the little flower back to Feng Nonglian, picked up the roasted goose leg and ate it first.He is indeed hungry.

A family of three took each other home.

At night, when no one was there, Xiaohua returned to her own cradle.Fang Miaomiao lay on the bed, howling.

"After sitting for a whole day, my back hurts and my arms hurt! Brother, rub it for me."

While giving him a massage, Feng Nonglian said, "You are also suffering from an occupational disease. When you go to work in the yamen, don't sit still. Stand up and move around after sitting for a long time. If you sit for a long time, your waist will be crippled." gone."

As he said that, he pressed Fang Miaomiao's waist, making Fang Miaomiao yelp, and he didn't know if it was painful or comfortable.

"Brother, that's enough, it's not hurting anymore." Fang Miaomiao turned over, feeling so comfortable that she didn't want to move anymore, she lay her pillow on Feng Nonglian's lap, and talked to him with her head raised.

Feng Nonglian pressed the temple for him, and told Fang Miaomiao about the thing that the roast goose hit.

Fang Miaomiao didn't remember Feng Ying for some days.Brother doesn't want to be the prince of Marquis Wu'an, and he doesn't want Feng Ying to be either.

He suddenly remembered something, so he sat up and told Feng Nonglian.

Next month, the emperor suddenly added an exam to test the literary talent and military strategy of the princes and princes in the court.Feng Ying performed well in his previous life, so he gained face in front of the emperor.Therefore, it was so easy for Marquis Wu'an to suddenly invite him to be his son later.

"Where did you get the news?" Feng Nonlian looked at him suspiciously.

The news of the extra exam has never been spread.Fang Miaomiao doesn't associate with other officials, so even if there is any inside information, it won't reach Fang Miaomiao's ears.

Fang Miaomiao coughed and said, "The prince told me."

It sounds plausible.If the prince knows something about the inside story, it is indeed normal.But why did Feng Nonglian feel so suspicious?

He often sees the prince, and has never heard of this news.

Fang Miaomiao felt guilty, raised her volume unconsciously, and raised her brows: "Brother! Do you not believe me! The prince has a good relationship with me, so tell me that is not normal. Brother, you don't believe me! Brother , I'm so sad."

Fang Miaomiao began to cry feignedly, and when Feng Nonglian wanted to say anything else, he used his special attack.

Immediately raised her head and sealed Feng Nonglian's mouth, Feng Nonglian no longer had the energy to doubt this or that.