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

When Qin Xiuyuan returned home, he arranged for his mother Wang and Shiyi to be sent to live in another house. Wang loudly accused him of forgetting his mother after marrying a wife.

Qin Xiuyuan remained silent despite the accusations, and personally sent Wang to the house with the other two to settle her down, still feeling indignant. Eleven, who was standing behind her, lowered his head and remained silent.

Ji's father and mother were extremely uneasy. Since ancient times, no one had driven away their biological mother, but they had to support their father-in-law and mother-in-law's son-in-law. But when Shushu was told to leave in private, she got angry and yelled. Qin Xiuyuan had to comfort her several times before she gave up.

"Shushu's temper is getting worse and worse." Father Ji, who had just been yelled at by his daughter, touched his heart and jumped for joy.

As they were preparing for a large-scale construction project, Ji Wenshu took the opportunity to return to work as a clerk. Wangshu insisted that he be the manager, but he refused. Wangshu then started screaming hysterically and incoherently until he had to nod.

"You have the ability, just listen to Shushu's instructions!" Ji's mother was busy tightening the rope with her hands, muttering, "She is used to making the decisions. Xiuyuan listens to her, let alone you!"

After the previous quarrel, not only did the couple reconcile, but she also felt that her son-in-law had become even more clingy. He would take his two children with him when he went out, and when he came home, he would either eat with them or practice martial arts and calligraphy with them. Otherwise, he would just stay in the room with Shushu at all times, and at night...

Sometimes she thought that it was not good that Shushu had a difficult pregnancy, but judging by the relationship they had had over the past decade, she didn't want her daughter to be like her niece Wanting, who had been pregnant for years, and whose face and figure had become out of shape. It was too much suffering.

Having many children brings suffering to the mother, and it is also harmful to her lifespan.

As her thoughts raced, Ji's mother couldn't help but blush. She and the old man had been together all their lives, so there were definitely some unknown secrets. Her daughter and son-in-law were still deeply in love, and she didn't know how her daughter could handle it. After all...

When my grandson was only two months old, the big bell between his legs felt a bit cramped.

Wangshu missed the days when her husband went out to fight more and more. She trembled with her two soft noodle legs. Before she could catch her breath, she saw the man come back and she said aggrievedly, "You're almost crippling me."

The man believed her lies and held her in his arms, intending to take a shortcut while facing each other. "You always choke and almost faint when you eat, and you look better than anyone else after eating, you little devil!"

Wangshu rolled his eyes and accused him, "You can't get it together..."

"Why would I want to get close to you? You're a married woman. If you get close to me, I'll have to find someone else. So, let's just leave it like this..." Qin Xiuyuan recalled when she was still a bride. The nights were a world of ice and fire. She was able to eat meat, which was wonderful, but her brother always left some wiggle room. To be like this now, he must have wasted so much effort over the years. It was nothing more than this.

Without saying much, he pinched the person's waist and worked hard. Wangshu, who was prepared, groaned heavily, and his numb body began to sway tensely again, and his breathing stagnated.

Exercise can help lose weight, she consoled herself dizzily.

The fertile land of the Qinchuan Plain stretches as far as the eye can see. To the south, vast expanses of rugged, pristine mountains and forests, towering ancient trees, roaming wild beasts, and shrouded in mist and cloud, mean that if a family wants to build a house, they only need to climb the mountains and wade through the water to hire a few skilled workers to cut down a tree, and their success is almost certain. To the northwest, vast expanses of rolling loess slopes offer an inexhaustible supply of raw materials for brick and tile making.

The people of Chang'an had never seen an army like this before. Some were escorting goods south, some were working in the fields, some were clearing mud from the river, and now some were going deep into the mountains to cut firewood, digging mud from the Yellow Earth Ridge, and making mud bricks on the outskirts of the city...

"...The general and his army are building a road, and they plan to cut down trees from the Qinling Mountains and transport them back..."

"The army doesn't keep idle people, but it's rare!"

"...We recruited 100,000 artisans, but anyone with some special skills in the city was busy, leaving the place empty.

"With wild vegetable cakes to eat and silver to collect, how many people would rush there! Only those old-fashioned people with deep pockets could resist! Just wait, that hard rock land on the outskirts of the city is going to be built into a block of military housing. How many families with daughters are inquiring, desperately hoping to find a son-in-law in the barracks!"

"I don't think it will work... It's just coming and going, it can't stand..."

"Old Wei, I'm afraid you're wrong this time!"

After the summer solstice, it gets hotter day by day. She has her hair tied up in a bun with flowers, and wears a light and breathable strapless purple open-collared long dress. A thin silk ribbon is tied around her waist and shoulders. The skin on her shoulders and neck is white and delicate. What a charming young lady!

Ji's mother took the opportunity to come to the study to check and nodded. Her daughter was dressed very lively and brightly these days. The brother and sister who were looking at picture books were learning to read from pictures with the young man who was carefully selected by their mother.

The young man was the legitimate son of a former prime minister, a man of remarkable talent. After completing his studies, he had no interest in a career in government and had become absorbed in traveling. He also had a fine physique, and the light robe he wore with the slanting collar exuded a certain dashing elegance. This was so common that Ji's mother would often put down her embroidery to come over and stretch her muscles, rolling her eyes "on behalf of her son-in-law."

Wangshu, who believed that he had carefully checked and improved the "teaching plan" for his children, could not help but look up and roll his eyes at his mother who refused to leave the door. Only then did Ji's mother leave in embarrassment.

After dinner that evening, the night breeze was pleasantly cool. In the courtyard, some digestive hawthorn and lotus root cakes were laid out, and the family of six took advantage of the still-dark night to enjoy the cool breeze. Lele played Gobang with his nephews, while his parents chatted about family matters. Wangshu leaned against his armchair, his eyes watching this, his ears listening to this.

"...I passed by a farm today and saw the rice seedlings were growing nicely and were lush and green."

"That land has been left fallow for so long, it always grows well in the first year." Although Ji's mother didn't work in agriculture, she knew that new land was fertile and easy to cultivate. "It's been so long since we've seen white rice in Chang'an, the most expensive place."

"The land in the northwest is new, the mud is all black, but there's just too much grass. I can't pull it all out all day long..."

Ji's father had been going out early and coming back late lately, and he was tanned. Hearing the word "dark", Wangshu, who was swinging his legs, looked meaningfully at his father who was becoming more and more "deep" outside, and he was almost as dark as soy sauce.

"It's almost dark."

Ji's mother was a little worried. Her son-in-law, who was chopping wood in the Qinling Mountains, had sent a message saying he would be home in the next few days. Wangshu propped up his head, expressionless, "Then go take a shower and go to bed."

He didn't move, leaving Xiaolu to look after his children, who were constantly losing at chess. He drank half a cup of milk and went back to his room to wash up. Lele, a half-grown child, was giggling and wanted to sleep with his nephew, but his father comforted him and they went back to study by lamplight.

"LeLe has been paying more attention to her studies recently." Looking at her little daughter's back, Ji's mother was content.

Wangshu didn't comment, but he felt pressured and ashamed because he found out that he was not even as good as a five or six-year-old girl.

"Mother, you see Zhuzhu's belly is too big. Shushu, why don't you buy two more maids to take care of her?"