Female Supreme: Population is in crisis, I have a fruit-bearing tree

Lin Xi stroked his abdomen gently. Although he was not sure, he seemed to be able to feel that a new life was growing inside.

Ji Qingyu looked at him, his eyes full of anticipation, "I want to touch it again!" He grabbed Lin Xi's sleeve and acted coquettishly.

Lin Xi smiled and nodded, with happiness shining in her eyes.

At this time, Su Qinghe walked in from outside.

"Since you might be pregnant, you should take better care of yourself in the future. I asked the kitchen to make you some chicken soup to nourish yourself."

Seeing his wife walking towards him, Lin Xi happily stood up to greet her.

"It's not that serious. I usually eat pretty well!"

He walked slowly to stand in front of her, looked up at her with emotion, and his heart was filled with excitement.

"Just follow my instructions." Su Qinghe did not question him, pulled him into her arms and kissed him on the forehead.

Lin Xi nodded with a red face. He knew that Su Qinghe always made thoughtful arrangements.

Just as the two of them were being affectionate as if no one was around, Ji Qingyu ran over with a piece of red paper in her hand.

Su Qinghe looked closely and saw four beautiful characters written on it - May you have a daughter soon.

"This is the New Year's blessing I wrote to Brother Xiaoxi. I hope Brother Xiaoxi can give birth to a lovely baby!" Ji Qingyu said with a smile.

Lin Xi broke free from Su Qinghe's arms and her ears turned red when she saw the four big words in his hand.

Su Qinghe raised her eyebrows. Doesn’t this seem to match the couplet she wrote for Lin Xi?

First couplet: The warm wind makes the orchid steps bloom

Second line: Splendid and brilliant, a sign of good fortune

Horizontal banner: Green bamboo produces tender shoots

Su Qinghe smacked her lips and thought that changing it to "Give birth to a noble lady soon" would also be a good idea, but it was a bit more straightforward.

The three of them were chatting happily here, and Ji Yuan, who had already returned to the house, suddenly had an idea in his mind.

do you mean this?

He held the teacup in his hand, lost in thought. Finally, he turned to the desk and wrote four large, round and smooth characters - May all your wishes come true.

Probably guessing what Su Qinghe was thinking, Ji Yuan asked Mu Dong to find a piece of red paper and rewrite the four words.

"Find someone to stick it on Yuge'er's door sill." He ordered with a smile.

"Yes!"

Mu Dong responded respectfully, picked up the banner written by Ji Yuan and went out.

"My wife wrote this, and Yu Ge'er definitely won't understand what she meant, but I know it. Could it be that she wants me to remind Yu Ge'er..."

Ji Yuan sat back on the stool, holding the teacup in a daze.

……

As night fell, every household hung up red lanterns, and Su Qinghe was no exception.

The snow is white, and the earth is illuminated by rows of dense lights, reflecting patches of red light and shadow. At this moment, New Year's Eve has quietly entered its normal track, and colorful fireworks gradually bloom in the sky.

"Remember to bring your hot pack! The lantern festival will last until very late, so don't catch a cold."

At the door, Su Qinghe stood tall in front of the carriage, patiently instructing the three men who were about to go out.

After confirming that all necessary items were brought, the carriage started slowly and moved steadily towards the bustling street market.

Accompanied by bursts of dull sounds, colorful fireworks streaked across the sky like meteors, decorating the entire sky with dazzling brilliance.

The originally dim streets also became bright at this moment, and the streets were crowded with people, many of whom were playing with fireworks.

Instructing the coachman to stop the carriage at the intersection, Su Qinghe helped several people get off the carriage.

Because there were so many people, Su Qinghe was afraid that Lin Xi and Ji Yuan would be accidentally bumped into, so she protected them very carefully along the way and tried to walk to places with fewer people.

Even so, they still had a great time. However, Lin Xi and Ji Yuan looked tired after not walking around for long, so they quickly went home.

……

Qin Mansion.

"Que'er, what do you think of me wearing this?"

Qin Ange was holding a peach pink dress, trying it on with great interest, and looking at Que'er behind him with anticipation.

Looking at his young master's face, which was originally a little dark, and now wearing this extremely pink clothes.

The corners of Que'er's mouth twitched. It was really hard to imagine.

"...Sir, pink really doesn't suit you. How about changing to navy blue?"

He gave an awkward yet polite smile.

"That color might suit your temperament better."

Que'er picked out a piece of clothes from a pile and handed it to Qin Angge.

Qin Ange's face fell.

"But I want to try other colors that I haven't worn before. The colors I usually wear are those worn by women and older people. They don't look manly at all!"

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he stared at Que'er.

"Let me use the rouge and powder in your room. I'll buy you new ones later."

Qin Ange grinned.

Wouldn’t it become whiter if you put some powder on it?

Que'er made a bitter face and wanted to tell him that it was useless, but due to Qin Angge's urging, she turned around and went into the house.

When he came out again, he didn't see his son. After a pause, he heard the rustling sound of someone changing clothes in the inner room.

When I saw him again, he was already Qin Ange dressed in peach pink.

Que'er's pupils shrank and she quickly turned away, not wanting to hurt her eyes any further.

Imagination is still much better than reality!

With a sigh in his heart, Que'er turned around.

"That's all I have."

Even though he felt it was useless, he still placed his few rouge and powder on Qin Ange's dressing table.

He doesn't use it often, so there are very few varieties.

Looking at the only three open small boxes on the table, Qin Angge immediately fell in love with the whitest one.

"That's it."

He couldn't wait to apply some and started to powder the bronze mirror. But since it was his first time using this thing, he had no idea how to do it.

I thought the powder on the powder puff was almost used up, so I put some more on my face.

The result was that his face was covered in white and black spots, but it was not visible in the bronze mirror and he himself was completely unaware.

"Que'er, how about it, have I become white?"

After wiping his entire face and feeling that it was about time, Qin Ange couldn't wait to turn around and ask Que'er who was sorting out the pile of clothes he had found.

Que'er turned around when he heard that.

"what--"

He screamed, then quickly covered his mouth with his eyes wide open.

"Sir, you..."

"What's wrong? What happened?"

He was halfway through his words when Qin Anmin walked in from the gate.

"Angel, you...are?"

As soon as Qin Anmin entered the room and was about to speak, he was face to face with a large black and white face.

"!"

Her pupils suddenly shrank, and as she stepped back, she slapped the big head.