During these days when I stayed in the hot spring village, I was not only taking care of my children, but also chatting with Yi'an to take a hot spring and reading books. These days were so pleasant. Unfortunately, the wonderful time was always too short, and I had to go back to Beijing in a blink of an eye.

Yi An sent Qingshu to the gate and said, "What's the fun thing in the capital? Remember to write a letter to tell me!"

Qingshu teased her and said, "I used to think you would not be affected by others, but I didn't expect that I would like to gossip so quickly like Xiaoyu."

Yi An laughed: "The one who is close to the vermilion is red and the one who is close to the ink is black. She can't help but betrayed by her. Okay, it's too cold outside, you hurry up and get on the carriage."

After Qingshu closed the car door, Yi An turned around and returned to Zhuangzi.

Qingshu gently touched Yaoyao's little face and said, "There will be fewer and fewer days like this in the future."

She asked Yi An to live in the village for more time, not because she really wanted her to avoid the empress dowager, but because she wanted her to relax while she was not married. When the wedding came into the palace, it would be impossible for such a relaxed life.

Qingshu returned to the capital with his front legs, and Qingluan came over.

"Sister, you're finally back."

After saying that, she sat on the chair next to her. The older she was, the more she became, the more bulky she became. She felt tired when she walked more roads.

Qingshu looked at her in a good mood and asked with a smile: "What's wrong, this is, I'm in a panic."

Qingluan said, "Sister, I'm going to have a baby in one month. You're not in my heart."

Qingshu put down the account book in his hand and said with a smile: "Your fetal position is very positive. When you are born, you will definitely be able to give birth smoothly."

"What if there is a difficult labor?"

Qingshu said: "It is easy to have difficulty in giving birth if you don't have a good pregnancy. How can you have difficulty in giving birth if you have a good pregnancy?"

Seeing her anxious look, Qingshu asked, "It's not that someone around you has difficulty giving birth, right?"

Qingluan nodded and said, "Mr. Yan, who shares the same room with me, has died of labor due to difficulties. She is only twenty-six years old this year!"

"Why didn't it?"

"Didn't have difficulty giving birth?"

Qingshu looked at her and said, "I know it was a difficult delivery, but how did it cause it? Is it because the fetus is incorrect or the fetus is too big to give birth, or the mother's body is weak and can't bear it, or is it a postpartum avalanche."

"I didn't ask about this." Qingluan looked at the love letter and said, "Sister, I don't know anything about the Jingye, and he is going to work as a servant during the day. I'm afraid."

Qingshu was a little impatient and said, "If you have anything, just say it and don't beat around the bush."

Qingluan felt a little aggrieved. Qingshu didn’t have the same attitude before: “Sister, I want to move to you so that I won’t be afraid.”

Qingshu said, "When you reach your due date, I will take Yaoyao to your house."

Qingluan wanted to live in Qingshu, and now she wanted to move here, but she swallowed the words back when she saw Qingshu's expression.

How could Qingshu not know what she thought, but the problem is that she has one month left before her due date. If she had to listen to her last month, Qingshu felt that she would be crazy.

Qingluan went back in a depressed manner.

Qingshu sighed and was busy with her business. Some things had to be borne by themselves, and others could not replace them.

In the evening, Qingshu and Fu Ran were having dinner. Chuntao walked in and said with a smile: "Madam, Madam, Miss Xia is here."

Chuntao got married in October. After a month of marriage, she quarreled to come back to work as a businessman. Her husband couldn't persuade her and had to agree, but she worked here during the day and went back home at night.

Fu Ran asked in surprise: "Miss Xia, which girl Xia?"

Chuntao said with a smile: "It's Miss Xia Lan!

Qingshu stood up and walked out and said, "Where are people? Where are people?"

When she left the house, Brother Guo asked Fu Ran in confusion: "Grandma, who is this Miss Xia? Why is my aunt so excited?"

Fu Ran picked up a piece of cucumber and put it in his bowl and said with a smile: "Miss Xia Lan is your aunt's classmate in Wenhua Hall. She went out for a trip after graduation and has not returned to Beijing for many years."

Because Qingshu often receives Xia Lan's paintings, he occasionally talks about Xia Lan in front of Fu Ge'er. So Fu Ge'er remembers it more deeply: "Grandma, is Aunt Xia who is very good at painting?"

Fu Ran nodded and said, "Yes, it's Aunt Xia, who is very good at painting."

Brother Fu was a little excited: "Grandma, I also want to go see Aunt Xia."

"You can go and see after dinner, but it won't work now."

Qingshu quickly walked to the small flower hall. When he walked to the door, he saw a woman wearing green cloth clothes standing in the middle of the living room.

When Xia Lan heard the footsteps, she turned her head and saw Qingshu Yingying smile: "Qingshu, I'm back."

Qingshu walked over and hugged her, and swallowed, "You are finally back, you want to die of us."

After the two sat down, Xia Lan said softly: "I miss you very much when I have been outside these years. I have wanted to come back more than once, but I have to give up because I have to give up."

"There is no trouble, your family's affairs have passed long ago."

Apart from Xia Lan, the Xia family has only two nephews left. The emperor cannot find them again if he wants to settle the matter. However, Xia Lan is worried and dare not come to Beijing.

Chuntao brought in with flower tea and two plates of dessert.

Xia Lan took her tea, looked at her combed the woman's bun and smiled and said, "I remember when I left Beijing, we were together and still imagined what the future husband would look like? But in this blink of an eye, you and Lan Xi and Xiaoyu have become mothers."

"Yi'an will get married next year, you and Yingxue are not yet settled!"

Xia Lan smiled and said, "This time I came back to visit you, and it was also to attend Yi'an's wedding. I missed both your wedding and Xiaoyu and Lanxi, and she can't miss hers anymore."

Speaking of this, Qingshu asked with concern: "Where are you? You are interested."

Xia Lan chuckled and said, "You never asked about these things before, but now you want to urge you to get married as soon as you meet. Everyone says that you will change when you get married and become a mother. Now it seems that the old saying is true."

Because of frequent communication, even if I haven't seen each other for so many years, I am not unfamiliar at all.

Qingshu didn't feel embarrassed, and said, "Men are married when they are old, women are married when they are old. You are the same year as Yi An. Yi An is about to get married next year, so I want to ask you."

Xia Lan smiled and said, "I'm already married."

Qingshu was shocked and said, "You have married? When did it happen?"

The main reason is that Xia Lan did not comb the woman's hair bun, so she just thought about it here.

"Just last month."

Qingshu disguised himself as he said unhappily: "Why didn't you mention the letter I gave me last month? Xia Lan, where is the other party from and what do you do?"

Xia Lan did not shy, and chuckled: "He is from Lishui, Zhejiang. His grandfather and my teacher are close friends. We met six years ago."

Qingshu knew that there was a story here as soon as he heard it.
Chapter completed!