After retiring from the circle, the queen of Jiaoye spoiled the rich and powerful

Mr. Teng was also a little displeased at this time, and said loudly.

"Seventh brother, I'm too much, what's my point, as the head of the Teng family, you should protect the interests of the Teng family the most. Look at you, someone broke into the Teng family's cemetery and destroyed the Feng Shui of the Teng family. You, the head of the family Not only do you not pay attention to it, but instead protect these people, I think you should also give up your position as the head of the family."

Teng Wuye was yelling there.

The others followed suit.

Teng Si, who was about to faint from the pain, yelled out loud.

"My hand."

Only then did the others realize that Teng Si's hand seemed to be broken.

Then I hurriedly called the doctor.

At this time, a servant of the Teng family hurried in.

"Fifth Master, the gentleman you invited has arrived."

"Mr. Chen is here."

Hearing the servant's words, Teng Wuye immediately said with surprise.

This Mr. Chen is a well-known master of Chinese studies in country A, and he is very good at these things.

When he heard that someone broke into the cemetery, he was worried that Feng Shui would be broken, so he immediately sent someone to invite him.

"They invited Chen Maosheng..."

Old Master Teng couldn't help but frown when he heard the name.

It was Chen Maosheng's grandfather who looked after the Feng Shui for the Teng family.

And the Teng family did encounter several bad things in those years, but because of the construction of the cemetery, the Teng family did have smooth sailing afterwards.

"Grandpa Teng, who is this Chen Maosheng?"

Song Weitang raised an eyebrow and asked.

The feng shui of the Teng family's cemetery is indeed good. In the feng shui pattern, this is called a fortune-gathering bureau.

This bureau is indeed very forbidden for strangers to approach, because it will mess up the luck of the entire Feng Shui bureau.

But this bureau has always been able to last only three generations.

Now it has very little effect.

So now it doesn't matter anymore.

Soon, a man in a black Chinese tunic suit slowly came over to a pregnant woman who was pregnant with Liujia.

"Mr. Chen..."

Teng Wuye was the most excited, and walked forward to meet him.

Chen Maosheng nodded slightly to Teng Wuye.

The pregnant woman rested her head on Chen Maosheng's body. Her nausea has become more and more serious recently.

On the train that day, before getting off the train, Chen Maosheng bought several bottles of pickles from the little girl, and thanks to those pickles, she was able to eat a little during this time.

But those bottles of pickles are not edible at all.

Since the pickles were gone, her appetite returned to before, she couldn't eat at all, and she vomited whatever she ate.

"what……!"

After seeing those two people approaching, Song Weitang couldn't help being slightly surprised.

"What happened to Tangtang?"

Hearing Song Weitang's exclamation, Old Master Teng couldn't help turning his head and asking with some concern.

"Nothing, I'm just a little surprised."

The ancestor of the Song family went through several dynasties and stayed in the palace for a long time.

In this palace, the most popular is the imperial doctor, followed by the cook.

After all, whether it is sickness or eating, these are unavoidable things.

So the Song family has always been very popular in the palace.

In the previous dynasty, a master Si Tianjian was greedy for food.

It was life and death with her grandpa and grandpa.

Therefore, the Song family also knew the layout of Fengshui to some extent, and the later stores of the Song family were able to go smoothly, partly because of this Fengshui.

As long as you eat at the Song family's restaurant, you will feel at ease, and the taste of the food will naturally be better.

Song Weitang didn't know much, the only thing she learned was the Feng Shui layout of the shop.

Regarding physiognomy, when the old man talked about it before, she basically dozed off.

I also remembered a few special ones.

And the Chen Maosheng in front of him is one of them.

His face is indeed suitable for metaphysics and geomantic omen, because it is facing the inner six relatives.

He is destined not to mention children, even his wife shouldn't have one!

But the other party not only has a wife, but now they have children.

Song Weitang was surprised.

Although Song Weitang's voice was low, Chen Maosheng still heard it. He turned his head and looked at Song Weitang. Similarly, he was slightly surprised.

This one is facing...

"Mr. Chen, this stinky girl brought two children into our cemetery. Will the Feng Shui of our Teng family be destroyed?"

Teng Wuye stepped forward and asked very earnestly.

As long as this Mr. Chen says yes, he will immediately have a reason to detain that girl and the two brats together.

At this time, Chen Maosheng's wife's face became paler, and she covered her mouth with one hand.

Chen Maosheng hurriedly took out the jar of pickles from his pocket and handed it to his wife.

The spicy taste hits the nostrils.

Only then did Chen Maosheng's wife feel a little more comfortable.

"feelling better?"

Chen Maosheng asked softly.

He looked at the jar that had been in front of him for many days with some headaches.

The website that the little girl recommended to him before has been going on for many days. He squats every day, and the online store does not broadcast live. Every time his wife feels uncomfortable, he takes the pickle jar and shows her to smell it, but this is not a solution!

Zhang Yan nodded, she was so uncomfortable that she lost the strength to speak.

"I'm sorry, my wife's morning sickness reaction is very serious."

After Chen Maosheng comforted Zhang Yan, he raised his head and said to the person in front of him.

"Hey, girl Tang, isn't this jar from your shop?"

At this moment, Mr. Teng couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

This jar has a special shape, he had seen it before when eating in Song Weitang's restaurant, so he was particularly impressed.

"Mr. Teng, have you seen this jar?"

When Chen Maosheng, who was originally scorched, heard these words, he raised his head with great joy.

"This thing seems to be the pickles from Tangyatou's shop!"

Regarding Chen Maosheng's excitement, Mr. Teng couldn't help but said in a daze.

"You made this pickle?"

Chen Maosheng didn't care about other things, and turned his head to look at Song Weitang directly, his tone trembling with excitement.

"Yes."

Song Weitang nodded, his brows were already wrinkled at this moment, he took a step forward and took Zhang Yan's wrist.

This lady has such severe morning sickness. She felt her pulse just now. This lady is very malnourished.

"Beautiful sister, you ate too little throughout your pregnancy, you are seriously malnourished."

Song Weitang said very seriously.

"You have to add a little nutrition, otherwise the baby in your belly is very dangerous."

"Grandpa Teng, I need to use the kitchen."

Song Weitang turned her head and said to Mr. Teng.

"Use whatever you want."

Mr. Teng immediately nodded in agreement.

"My wife..."

After Chen Maosheng was slightly taken aback, he immediately wanted to say that his wife basically couldn't eat since she became pregnant, so there was no need to waste effort, but when he thought that the pickles were made by Song Weitang, he couldn't help hesitating for a while.

Yanyan can eat the pickles she made, maybe she can eat the things she cooks too.

He didn't know that if Yanyan couldn't eat anything, the child in her stomach and Yanyan would be in danger.

But he tried his best, but he couldn't let Yanyan take a bite.