My husband is pure and has few desires, but I gave birth to three children in a row

Fu Zhiming saw that Zhao hadn't said a word and changed the subject to something else. If it were before, he would probably lose his temper with Zhao again.

But today, after thinking about it, I decided to hold back.

Given the current situation at home, if his sister-in-law is really pregnant with a boy, he has to make plans early.

Although the Zhao family has gone downhill in the past two years, it is still of some use.

Putting aside other things, isn’t the cousin from the Liu family that Zhao mentioned just now a shining example?

The people of the Zhao family naturally stand on his side.

If we dislike the Zhao family at this time, wouldn't we be pushing away the Zhao family's only support?

You have to know that now, inside and outside the mansion, the only people he can order around are the few people under his command, and the only one he can rely on from outside is the Zhao family.

After all, his biological mother is his aunt, and his family is counting on him to support them.

Fu Zhiming's thoughts raced, and a warm smile appeared on his face. He patted Zhao's hand and sighed, "Now that I think about it, in this mansion, only you and I are a family. At this time, only the two of us understand each other's suffering and can support each other! No wonder the old saying goes, 'A united husband and wife can cut through metal!'"

"Third Grandma, you've suffered so much over the years. Marrying a bastard like me, you've suffered so much!"

In all these years, Zhao had never seen Fu Zhiming so affectionate. Just a few words from him made her feel sad and soft-hearted.

Her eyes reddened, and she wiped them with a handkerchief, forcing a smile. "We're an old married couple, why would Third Master say such things? I've been married to him for so many years, and he and I have always been on good terms. How could I possibly feel wronged?"

"What's more, in the final analysis, my Zhao family has not been as good as it was in the early years. I can't give Third Master more support. Otherwise, Third Master's life in the mansion would not be like this!"

Fu Zhiming's originally friendly face froze. This Zhao really has a foul mouth!

What? Does this mean that I want to live off the Zhao family?

Without showing it on his face, he took Zhao's hand and held her in his arms: "Now I finally understand. In this mansion, except for my husband and me, no one else is on the same page with us!"

"In the future, I'm afraid you'll have to endure more grievances and listen to more gossip! It's all because of your husband's incompetence! He didn't give birth to a good child! If I had been born into Madam's womb, you and I wouldn't have to suffer, and Brother Lun wouldn't have to suffer as well—"

A face full of pain.

Zhao's heart ached even more, and she hurriedly grabbed Fu Zhiming's hand, comforting him, "As long as Third Master and I are on the same page, and our family is united, it doesn't matter if we endure some grievances! Besides, who can predict the future? Things change over time, and we might not be worse off than our eldest brother and his wife in the future!"

It was rare for the couple to express their true feelings like this.

At the same time, the third room.

When Fu Zhiyi came back, he was also shocked by the good things in the house.

If his information is correct, then my sister-in-law is pregnant, right?

How did you make your wife fatter?

Seeing that Lu Zhenzhen was completely focused on the good things in the room, she didn't even realize that I had come in.

Fu Zhiyi felt a little sad!

In his wife's heart, he is not as good as those dead things!

unhappy!

I want a hug from my wife!

If you think so, then do it!

Fu Zhiyi took a few steps forward and hugged Lu Zhenzhen from behind, who was still fascinated by the pile of gold and silver jewelry. "What are you looking at, Fourth Madam? You don't even care to pay attention to your husband now that he's back?"

Lu Zhenzhen pushed Fu Zhiyi, but it didn't work, so she was too lazy to push him anymore.

She leaned into Fu Zhiyi's arms and boasted gleefully, "Did you see that? It's a thank-you gift from my sister-in-law for getting pregnant! I'm rich! Fourth Master, am I really good at making money?"

Fu Zhiyi chuckled and nodded, "Yes! Fourth Grandma is the best at making money in the world!"

He learned this from Lu Zhenzhen, who always coaxed him and treated him as the best friend in the world.

So he also learned that whenever he praised Lu Zhenzhen, he would praise her as the best in the world.

Lu Zhenzhen accepted the compliment without any guilt, and she also felt that she was the best in the world!

It's only been a few months since I entered the Marquis' Mansion, and this small treasury has increased several times, okay?

If she were outside, this little stash of money would be enough to support her for the rest of her life.

Fu Zhiyi was so sweet, Lu Zhenzhen was not stingy either. She dragged Fu Zhiyi to the side, walked to the big kang by the window, and pointed to the pile of things on the kang table: "These are all for the Fourth Master."

The left cheek says I'm rich and powerful, and the right cheek says I'll support you!

Fu Zhiyi hugged Lu Zhenzhen and took a look over her head. He found that there were some elegant ornaments, some good inks, and some calligraphy and paintings.

Looking down at Lu Zhenzhen, he asked, "Did you pick these out from the gifts?"

Lu Zhenzhen nodded and pushed Fu Zhiyi to look at them. "These were all sent by the eldest master! I heard from my wife that these are not ordinary items and are very valuable! Especially those two calligraphy and paintings, they are the works of masters of the previous dynasty, and there are not many of them left in the world. I heard that a single painting is worth a thousand gold pieces!"

Fu Zhiyi was reluctant to let go of Lu Zhenzhen, so he simply hugged her and half-sat on the edge of the kang.

With one hand he hugged the person, and with the other hand he flipped through the two paintings.

It is indeed an authentic work of a master from the previous dynasty.

In the past, the master hung it in his study like a treasure, and his nephews and nieces could only admire it from afar and not play with it.

Now he actually gave it to his wife in such a beautiful state and laid it on the table at home?

Fu Zhiyi blinked his eyes and admired his wife's ability to coax the elders into paying for various gifts.

But what moved him even more was that Lu Zhenzhen had him as her husband in her heart.

Although Lu Zhenzhen is a money-grubber, she is very generous to those she likes and those who are good to her.

It can be seen from the fact that he received a reward from the emperor during the Dragon Boat Festival and asked her to distribute it to the people in the mansion when he came back.

She gave such a decent and good thing to her elders without blinking an eye, and did not keep any for herself.

But it is precisely because of her sincerity that the elders in the mansion are so generous in giving her things!

Judging from his wife's skill in siphoning off the elders' private money to her own family, he felt that when the day came for the Marquis's Mansion to split up, most of the elders' private money would probably end up in his wife's little treasury.

He kissed Lu Zhenzhen on the cheek and said, "Thank you, Fourth Grandma, for thinking of me! I will be relying on you for support from now on!"

A few days ago, Fu Zhiyi had handed over all the farms, shops, and official income under his name to Lu Zhenzhen to manage.

When the Sixth Prince found out, he looked at him as if he were a fool and wanted to call the imperial physician to check his brain to see if there was anything wrong.

Fu Zhiyi, however, laughed at the Sixth Prince for not knowing how to hand over all his wealth to his wife, and receive a sweet kiss from his wife as a reward, and the feeling of being obeyed in every way in the following few days.

What's more, now that he goes to his wife for daily expenses, he can spend more time with her.

Moreover, every day his wife would prepare a purse for him, put the expenses in the purse, and remind him in a tone that sounded both angry and scolding, not to drink wine outside and not to buy any girls on the street to sell themselves for burying her father!

That feeling is so beautiful!

How can someone who has never married a proper wife understand!