The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

This time everyone in the room agreed, and no one wanted to get involved in the muddy situation.

After leaving the palace, Shang Xi suddenly realized that all her worries about Lu Siniang these days were unnecessary. This person had many more tricks than her.

Shang Xi pulled Yuhua and said, "Let's watch the parade. I haven't seen one yet."

Cheng Feng said, "It's full of people, what's there to see? I rushed out to find you because I was afraid you'd run over to watch the fun and get trampled. Don't you know how tall you are? With so many people watching, how can the fun be fun?"

Shang Xi looked down at herself and said, "I'm not as short as you say. Everyone has gone to see it, so why can't I, Shang Xi, go and see it?"

Yuhua tugged at Shangxi's sleeve and said, "It's better not to watch it. The parade is quite cruel. I'm soft-hearted and I might not be able to sleep after watching it."

Upon hearing this, Shang Xi had to give up. Not only did Shang Xi not see the huge parade, he didn't even see the shadow of the parade. Cheng Feng took them around to the outside of the north city, where there was still important work waiting for Shang Xi to do.

Meanwhile, several wealthy young men who were waiting for Cheng Feng and Shang Xi to return to the Shi Family Teahouse were still waiting. However, they did not show up until dinner time, so they had to disperse.

There is a lot of information in Shi Hongshang's teahouse. Within three days, he will definitely hear all kinds of news about the Ge family, both true and false. The Han brothers live in Prince Pang's mansion. If he wants to find out, he will definitely see Cheng Feng and Shang Xi when he goes back at night. Only Cangman returned home unwillingly with his son.

When I got home, Furong had already put the food on the table. There were four dishes and a soup, both meat and vegetables. Furong cooked these dishes to make them look good, fragrant and delicious, and quite appetizing.

Looking at the steaming hot food on the table, Cangman rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Ah, no matter how I cook today, it's all what my son and I like."

Furong's face didn't look very good. Her usually rosy cheeks were a little pale, and her hands were unconsciously folded and groping, but her voice was still as gentle as always: "Wash your hands, and dinner will be served."

Cangman was still as unruly as before. He grabbed a piece of meat and put it into his mouth before washing his hands.

Following his father's example, Cang Zhuo grabbed a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, then ran behind his father to wash his hands. Normally, Furong would have nagged him, but today she said nothing and let the father and son do as they pleased.

When the family sat at the dinner table, Furong poured Cangman a glass of wine. Cangman took a sip and said with a smile: "How could you bear to give me aged wine today?"

Furong said softly, "You have a picky palate, so I usually give you good wine."

"That's not as good as this, wife, why are you staring at me? Eat!"

Furong picked up the chopsticks and took a small bite, chewing it in her mouth for a long time before swallowing it. After eating for a long time, Furong had not finished half a bowl of rice, but her son had eaten a whole bowl of rice.

Cangman put down his chopsticks, looked at Furong who seemed a little unwell and said, "Wife, what's wrong with you? Is the food not to your liking?"

"Can't eat it."

Cangman raised his hand and touched Furong's head, "It's not hot!"

Cang Manyou touched Furong's belly and said, "Is the baby bothering you? I'll go get a doctor. How can you not eat?"

Furong grabbed Cangman's hand and said, "I don't want to eat."

"You can't not eat it. You are carrying my Cangman's child in your belly. Either you eat it or I will go to see a doctor." Cangman is a stubborn man and he is the one who says what he means at home. Furong can't persuade him in many things.

Furong's watery eyes suddenly filled with tears. Cangman said helplessly, "I didn't bully you, and our son didn't make you angry, so why are you crying?"

Cangman hates women crying. The woman who cries the most he has ever seen in his life is Furong. He has suspected several times that he has married the woman who cries the most in the world.

It was a bit convenient for Furong to cry today. She cried for no reason. No wonder Cangman blamed her.

"Cang Man, I saw the parade today."

Hearing this, Cangman was a little unhappy, "No, why are you watching the fun with a big belly?"

"I didn't go out to see it on purpose. The parade happened to pass by the school gate. Fu Liu had her hair cut off and was put on a cart. She looked extremely miserable."

"Hey, the lady turned out to be a Weeping Willow. She got herself into trouble and deserved it. You don't have to feel sorry for her."

Furong said somewhat sadly, "My background is the same as hers."

Cang Man disagreed, "So what? There are many people with the same background, but that doesn't mean they all have the same fate. She is a scheming woman who seduced Ge Dongqing. She lost more than she gained, and even being paraded through the streets was a good thing for her."

"I was the one who took the initiative between us back then, and your boss Qian was very against it." Furong wanted to say that it was she who seduced Cangman, but Boss Qian strongly opposed it, and her situation at that time was not optimistic either.

When talking about this, Cangman smiled mischievously, and his big hands kept groping Furong's delicate and slender hands: "Madam, you have good taste and means. You have seduced a good man like me. Our boss Qian was so angry that he couldn't do anything to you."

Furong burst into tears. "Boss Qian is kind-hearted. If he had dragged me out to the street to be shown to the public, I would have committed suicide on the spot."

"What are you talking about? How could you possibly endure the same suffering as Fu Liu? Although you have some scheming minds, you never seek anything from me. Besides, my wife is capable of giving me a son, and the boss will definitely make us a couple once he sees our son."

Cang Zhuo listened to his parents' conversation with his ears perked up, and couldn't help but interrupt from time to time, "Dad, what do you think Mom is up to?"

"Hey, kids, don't interrupt when adults are talking. Don't talk while eating."

"But why are Daddy and Mommy talking?"

"Hey, you're still talking back to your dad. Believe it or not, I'm going to beat your ass into a sieve."

"Hehehe, I don't believe it."

"Hey!" Cangman raised his hand to grab Cangzhuo, but Cangzhuo jumped off the chair and ran around the table.

Furong pulled Cangman and said, "No fighting during dinner."

Cangman touched Furong's belly again, but his eyes were fixed on Furong's face. "You don't look good. Stop imagining nonsense. Fuliu is Fuliu, and you are you. Your life must be better than hers. I, Cangman, never look at people's backgrounds, but I have to remind you that you are pregnant now. If you cry and refuse to eat and affect the baby in your belly, I will never forgive you."

Cangman moved the bowl in front of Furong and said, "Eat two bowls. You are not allowed to leave the table if you have one less."

Furong burst into laughter. Cangman was right. She was lucky and had better vision. Although they also came from a brothel, how many people could be as lucky as her?

Cang Zhuo was the first to put down his chopsticks, "Dad, when will you take me and my mother to Prince Pang's mansion?"