Pomegranate means more children and more blessings.

Just when Song Mo was looking forward to Dou Zhao's wishes come true, Chen Jia gave him a few pomegranate jade pieces carved from mutton fat jade.

He couldn't help but pick up one and play with it under the lamp: "This Chen Jia doesn't know that he has such eyesight. I underestimated him."

The words revealed that he had praise for Chen Jia.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but take a "pomegranate" from the box and watch it: "It was carved from a whole piece of mutton fat jade. Such a mixed color is not worth the money. But through the hands of this jade master, he actually used this color to make it a pomegranate, which became a jadeware that can be used as a heirloom. The most rare thing is that it can be collected four or five similar ones..." She picked up the remaining "pomegranates" and stroked them carefully, saying, "It should be divided from a large piece of stone... I'm afraid that this stone was originally a discarded thing... I don't know which jade master's work was a masterpiece, it's really a skill..."

Song Mo and Dou Zhao have the same views.

These "pomegranates" are all big as children's fists. The mutton fat jade is pure white and flawless. If it is a whole piece of intact mutton fat jade, even if there is such a mixed color, it can always make a few pairs of small pendants or even large ornaments when peeled off. Now they are all made into "pomegranates". It can be seen that although the stone is large, the jade that can be used as carved is not a whole piece, and the color of this color has been penetrated into the jade material, and even if it is made of a small pendant, it is not a top-quality product.

When Song Mo saw Dou Zhao very interested, he smiled and said, "I'll ask Chen Jia tomorrow and I don't know who the carving is."

Dou Zhao shook his head and put the pomegranate back into the box, saying, "A such a delicate thing is not a treasure in the store, but a treasure in the hands of the collector. Not to mention that he is a newly promoted Jinyiwei, even if we run an antique shop like this, we will not be able to find such a good thing for a while - I'm afraid that this thing is not from the right place, so it's better to return it!"

"What you said makes sense." Song Mo smiled and perhaps put the pomegranate in his hand into the box. "Although the Jinyiwei Pacification Department is very wild, it is not easy for him, a new assistant, to find such a few jade artifacts."

There is another thing he didn't say.

The Jinyiwei Fushu Department does all shameful things. He likes this gift because he hopes it can bring good luck to himself and Dou Zhao. But if it is covered in blood, it might as well not.

He called Chen He and handed the thing to him, saying, "Let Du Wei check it out, where did this thing come from?"

Chen He left in response.

Song Mo did not dare to make trouble with Dou Zhao, and asked Ganlu to serve her to wash. After she finished washing, she insisted on carrying her to the bed, as if she was a fragile glass.

Dou Zhao was amused and cried, and said, "I'm not sick again, so I don't have the strength to walk."

"It's better to be careful." Song Mo smiled, but there was indecisive seriousness and persistence in his eyes.

Such Song Mo made Dou Zhao happy and helpless. He even knew in his heart that Song Mo, who had made up his mind, was not so easy to change his course.

She let Song Mo carry her to the bed.

Song Mo was a little excited, and after washing up, he held Song Zhao in his arms and spoke.

"You said, are you pregnant with a boy or a girl?" He caressed her black hair all the time.

She knew that Song Mo would ask these questions, and couldn't help but smile: "Do you want it to be a boy or a girl?"

"Everything is good." Song Mo said in a longing, "It's better to be a sir. Others say that it's better to bloom first and bear fruit. And girls are careful and will take care of you and help you take care of your younger brothers and sisters in the future. You can also help you butler... Let's have a few more, whether it's a boy or a boy, it's best to have five men and three women..."

Dou Zhao sweated violently: "Isn't it too many?"

"Not many, not many." Song Mo smiled, "Our Song family's descendants are weak, and they are not as helpful as those in Changxing Hou Mansion and Dingguo Duke's Mansion..." Before he finished speaking, his voice gradually lowered.

He remembered the bustling and prosperity of the Dingguo Duke's Mansion in the past and the decline today?

Dou Zhao hugged Song Mo tightly.

"We'll tell the children to study in the future." She comforted Song Mo gently, "Don't always fight and kill, as something is easy to happen."

Song Mo felt Dou Zhao's concern, hugged Dou Zhao hard, and answered her silently.

"I'll ask my father-in-law to enlighten me at that time." He smiled slightly, "Maybe our family will have a Jinshi."

Dou Zhao laughed loudly, held his hand, and snuggled in his arms.

Several lanterns burst out from the palace lanterns on the small moustache by the bed.

Dou Zhao asked Song Mo softly: "Is it okay for the fifth uncle and the others to be there?"

"It's pretty good." Song Mo played with Dou Zhao's delicate but not soft hands. "It said that the King of Liao took good care of him and often sent the chief minister to see him. The people in the ward were very polite to them. Jiang Fangyuan also started a fur and medicinal business with Jingjinghe. Not only did the Jiang family take money to provide them with money, but he could also support himself and take care of his own food, clothing and expenses. Oh, Jiang Fangyuan, the eldest son of my uncle, twelve years older than me. It turned out that when he was at home, he liked to study and did not like martial arts. Because of this, he was often talked about by his uncle. Unexpectedly, the whole family had to rely on him to live on him now. My second cousin Jiang Fangzhong, the third cousin Jiang Fangji, the seventh cousin Jiang Fangqi and the seventh cousin Jiang Fangqi survived. Jiang Fangzhong was from the fourth house, Jiang Fangji was from the seventh house, Jiang Fangqi was from the second son of his third uncle..."

He introduced the people from the Jiang family to Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao only felt sad.

Jiang Meisun's four sons survived only Jiang Fangyuan who was studying at home; Jiang Zhusun's daughter hanged herself; Jiang Lansun's three sons survived Jiang Fangqi; Jiang Songsun's six sons survived only the youngest son who was still in the cradle at the time; Jiang Bosun left behind the child who was still in the Tan family and had no genealogy...

Only then did she deeply realize how painful Mrs. Mei’s heart was and how strong Mrs. Mei was.

Song Mo is a child with the blood of Jiang and Song families.

Is it because of this that he is stronger than others?

But as the saying goes, children who will cry have candy to eat.

Is he suffering a lot of hardships because of this?

Dou Zhao surrounded Song Mo's neck and kissed his chin.

"What's wrong?" Song Mo lowered his head, with warm smiles on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"It's okay!" Dou Zhao kissed his cheek and said, "There are so many people in the Jiang family."

"Yeah." Song Mo smiled, "Three inside and nine outside, a total of twelve families, and Dagui's aunt and cousins. I didn't recognize all the relatives at home until I was nine years old..."

He recalled the past, his expression was vivid and energetic, less noble than usual, but he was more young, just like a boy next door, kind, enthusiastic, real... but so handsome.

Dou Zhao smiled with a pursed lips.

Song Mo may not be like a real boy next door in his entire life!

She couldn't help but kiss Song Mo's cheek again.

Song Mo stopped, looked at her quietly, and waited patiently for her to speak.

"It's okay." Dou Zhao smiled, "I'm just listening to you talking about the Jiang family!"

Song Mo smiled and continued, "I like to follow my fifth uncle to play in the ice in the Shashi Sea, but every time my grandmother would nervously ask me to bring all the followers with me. I know that she thinks that the only one of me and my brother in the Song family are afraid of something happening..."

Dou Zhao looked at Song Mo with his eyes fixed on her face, and his smile kept popping on her face.

She can make her unable to do so.

So is this another kind of involuntary involuntary form?

Song Mo suppressed the excitement in his heart and tried his best to make his tone seem dull.

In contrast, he seemed to prefer her to be so focused and stare at him without distraction.

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Just dawn the next day, Gu Yu ran over.

"God-given, I'll go to Liaodong. Do you have anything you want me to bring to the fifth master?"

He looked very happy in a black fox fur coat.

Song Mo took a few letters and handed them to Gu Yu. He also handed him a big bag: "The letter is for the fifth uncle, and the bag is the food prepared by your sister-in-law and some commonly used plasters."

When Gu Yu heard that Dou Zhao had prepared something for him, he said "Oh" uncomfortable and asked the followers around him to take over the burden.

Song Mo must have a few words to remind Gu Yu to see him off in person.

Chen Qushui asked to see Dou Zhao: "Old Master Tan heard that you have become a relative, so he specially sent Juren Tan's wife to send you a gift..."

Asked her if she met.

Not to mention anything else, the child is still in the Tan family, so how could Dou Zhao not see him?

She and Chen Qushui went to the flower hall.

Mrs. Tan is about 40 years old, with fair skin, plump figure, and a round face, like a moon, smiling before speaking, making people feel intimate when they look at it.

"My fellow villagers in the countryside, Duan Gongyi is also caring for you. When the old man celebrated his birthday, you also gave him a birthday gift. Logically, he should have come to thank him for it." She looked at Dou Zhao with a smile, looking friendly and easy-going. "It's just that Master Qi is in Kyoto, and we have never had much social relationship with the second wife, so we have to keep our hearts in mind. Now, the old man heard that you have married in Kyoto and are already a wife, so he asked us to bring the gifts. Although it is not a good thing, and it's too late for these days, it's our will. Please don't dislike the wife." As he said that, he took out the gift list.

The Tan family has been living in seclusion for so many years, and they have their own unique features.

Although she didn't know why the Tan family came to visit her suddenly, Dou Zhao saw that the gift list was only a thin piece of paper, and the Tan family gave the gift in the form of a return gift. After thinking about it, she still politely accepted the gift list.

Mrs. Tan told her some real anecdotes, and her experiences along the way.

Dou Zhao changed the topic as Mrs. Tan talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

After drinking two cups of tea like this, Mrs. Tan proposed to visit Duan Gongyi's mother: "...-Since I'm here in Kyoto, I must go and ask for peace."

Dou Zhao accompanied Mrs. Tan to the courtyard where Duan Gongyi lived.

Duan's mother was unable to move, so Duan Gongyi carried it out of the inner room and met Dou Zhao and Mrs. Tan in the main hall.

Mrs. Tan gave her some medicinal herbs to Duan's mother, and said something that Duan Gongyi would be promising, so she told her mother not to worry and would be able to get pregnant and get sick, so she stood up and said goodbye.

It seems that I came to Kyoto just to send a gift to Dou Zhao.

She was a little surprised and quietly sent Mrs. Tan out of Yizhitang.

On the way back, she asked Chen Qushui: "Do you know why Mrs. Tan came?"

Chen Qushui shook his head, also confused.

Dou Zhao ordered Ganlu to bring the gift list from the Tan family.

It is just ordinary screens, porcelain and the like, exquisite, but not expensive.

"It seems that only soldiers come to block the enemy, and the water comes to flood the earth!" Dou Zhao sighed with a smile.

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