Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

The piece of chicken turned half a circle before being stuffed back into Li Fugui's mouth. "Ms. Wangshu, I thought the baby could eat boneless chicken!"

"The baby is still young. Eating strong-smelling food will hurt his stomach." Wangshu reached out and knocked down his son's outstretched finger with chopsticks. "Is Dabao full?"

Fatty Qin withdrew his hand in frustration. He was still hungry and shouted, "Mom! Chicken!"

Disobedient! He doesn't eat the food in front of him, and he only thinks about what doesn't belong to him! Just tell me how annoying it is. Wangshu scooped a bowl of hot and sour soup and ignored him. Qin Xiuyuan had long arms and picked up the pot stickers for his son, saying softly, "Dabao, eat it."

The pot stickers were a bit hard, so he didn't give them to his daughter.

The fat boy pouted and looked at his father, then at the fragrant and salty chicken, tears welling up in his eyes.

It was a bit awkward for a moment.

"Boss, why don't you go home with Uncle Li or Uncle Zheng tonight. They both like you."

Zheng Da and Li Fugui, who were eating quietly, almost choked in the middle of their meal. They didn't dare to bring the boss's "boss" home. You know, the boss had been married for ten years to have such a "boss" with a penis!

First it was the Madam, now it’s the Madam and the Young Master and Young Miss, this is the meaning of the uncrowned king of Jingzhou, Tang Bo, personally guarding the house!

Unexpectedly, the fat man became even more anxious after hearing this. He jumped down from the high stool and rushed to his mother. He hugged her and whimpered, "Mom! I want to listen! I want to listen!"

Alas! Wangshu sighed, asked the man to hand over his son's bowl and chopsticks, and pulled the fat man up, "Then Dabao, eat quickly!"

Qin Xiuyuan felt that he was not as good as this person in this skill of biting back.

"Dabao loves mom and dad!" He put his arms around Wangshu's neck and climbed up with his nimble hands and feet. His sturdy little body pressed down on his thighs, making them numb. Wangshu held his breath and grimaced.

She could still hold her daughter, but she didn't have enough arm strength to hold her son. He weighed more than five kilograms when he was newborn, and she didn't dare to hold him hard during the confinement period. By the time she was done with the confinement and dared to hold him hard, he weighed ten kilograms and she couldn't hold him at all.

Not to mention that he is now a giant with three daughters.

Qin Xiuyuan moved his son's seat over, and the fat man let go of Wangshu's hand, but he didn't forget to hold Wangshu's arm and eat the pot stickers with one hand.

After dinner, Qin Xiuyuan carried his daughter to the study. The fat man cleverly found a good candidate and lay on Grandpa Tang, the second tallest man.

Several more generals arrived one after another, and the study was brightly lit with candles. Soon the daughter fell asleep and asked Xiaoqing to carry her back to the room. The fat man immediately abandoned Grandpa Tang and climbed onto his father. Qin Xiuyuan hugged him, who was grinning, and bounced him up and continued to discuss matters.

"...The Prince of Nanyang is hosting a banquet tomorrow. I heard that everyone in that Liyuan Opera troupe is stunningly beautiful and talented! Madam will be able to feast your eyes."

The general's wife liked listening to music and watching plays, and she even kept a pair of sister actors in Yongcheng to entertain herself.

These generals knew their mistresses well. Wars cost money and food, but the Jingzhou army never ran short of food and clothing, largely thanks to their mistress. This time, they were carrying seeds, salt, salted chicken, lotus root slices, cloth, food, and weapons northward. They were also accompanied by Liang, Chen, Nan, and other wealthy gentry from Jingcheng. These men had gold hidden in their hair. The escorts from various families traveled back and forth, generating a steady stream of income. The people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Who would want to miss out on such a good life?

Li Fugui agreed, "General, we are here to make all the arrangements, don't worry!"

Miss Wangshu hadn't left the house for over half a month. Firstly, hey, it's unspeakable, after all, generals don't go out much. Secondly, it was definitely for safety reasons, but the Prince of Nanyang was trustworthy, and with them around, Madam could go out and watch the show without worry.

Qin Xiuyuan rolled up the map with one hand and inserted it into the vase. "Go ahead, everyone. Madam, please don't go out for the time being."

"The King of Nanyang has invited me several times, and it is not good to refuse repeatedly." This is the prince who surrendered sincerely!

Zheng Da also agreed with his colleagues, "The general only has one wife, and the female relatives must attend some banquets."

The Prince of Nanyang had many wives and concubines, and many children. If Madam could be more careful, given Madam's strength, the relationship between them would surely become even closer. After the Prince of Nanyang surrendered, his 20,000 troops remained unscathed.

But Tang Bo disagreed, "Men at a banquet are bound to behave unrestrainedly, which might be a nuisance to Madam. Madam has been working hard for many months and should rest well and accompany the young master and young lady."

Speaking of being unrestrained, several people thought of the girl from Luo who was waiting eagerly in the morning mist. They were afraid that the lady didn't know about it yet.

Then...it's better not to go out for the time being!

The subordinates gave the boss a look that told him to fend for himself... Qin Xiuyuan touched the braids on his head.

At night, the man confessed frankly, and the beginning was ordinary: the men and women in Luoyang are generally better looking than those in the south. The north has a large population and has always been prosperous. The King of Nanyang has governed for many years, Luoyang is stable, the granaries are full and people know etiquette. The people on the streets are peaceful, and neighbors are polite when they meet. But he didn't pay special attention to anyone and couldn't name a specific representative.

It was as good as nothing. Wangshu had eaten too much salted chicken and drank two glasses of water. Now, late at night, he was trying not to sleep, leaning against the pillow, waiting for his urination.

"You haven't paid attention, yet you still say you're not as good as me. You're so shameless!"

The man pulled his collar open, revealing his masculinity to the woman. His chest was strong, his muscles well-defined, his shoulders broad and his waist narrow. He had heavy weapons in his warehouse, and his eyes looked down on everyone. "Can you be like me? No one is worse than me!"

Really! She was suddenly confronted, her bare chest getting closer and closer. She had no choice but to admit her mistake, "Okay, I'm not as good as you." She pulled the clothes up for him and tied the belt, but the man refused to stop. He pressed her hands against his chest with eight abdominal muscles and rubbed them. He continued to rub. Wangshu admitted defeat and lay on his chest. Her hands were passively moved bricks on the construction site, and she had no choice but to remind him, "You will feel uncomfortable later."

She had just had dinner when the fat man kicked and sat on her, and when she came back, her period came and she felt a little sore in her stomach.

"You can touch it if you want." The man said generously, urging her to cherish the good times. "Take advantage of it now, because it won't look good when you're old and wrinkled."

As soon as I said it, I felt something was wrong.

Wangshu was finding it funny. The man lowered his head and asked for a kiss, causing her to avoid him. "Don't tease me, it hurts."

Especially in the first two days, there were a lot of blood clots, and if something was slightly wrong, I would feel cramping pain from my stomach to my whole body.

"The old doctor's massage method is not very effective. There are many talented people around Luoyang. I will look for another famous doctor." The man held the woman and gently rubbed her belly. The skin here had not recovered normally, and the young woman was often worried about it.

The master and disciple are now living in the military camp to help prepare medicine.

"The two old doctors are very good. No one is perfect, and doctors' skills are limited. I should start looking for a teacher to teach the eldest and second sons."

Qin Xiuyuan was used to people's erratic thoughts. He had other plans for finding a teacher. "My son and daughter's teacher isn't here."

This swirling arrogance caused Wangshu to glance at him. The man responded with a look as resolute as a ten-year-old underground party member. Wangshu couldn't help but laugh and complimented him, "The general is powerful and mighty."

"Are you afraid?" Qin Xiuyuan asked her in a low voice. She probably wasn't afraid. She was just afraid of going alone.

"You will accompany me." Wangshu was willing to accept defeat, but was unwilling to walk alone.

"Correct!"