I got pregnant after I fell

At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, people would come to the Zhuangzi every day, and the comings and goings were very lively. They were all tenant farmers from the fertile land at the foot of the mountain to pay taxes.

With half a month left before the end of the new year, Zhuangzi gradually regained its previous tranquility. Housekeeper Ping took the account books and went to the east room after counting the taxes.

"Master, this is the tax for this year. There are 360 ​​shi for fine grains and 520 shi for coarse grains. Order some."

Jun Qingyan took a glance at the densely written account books and felt a little dazzled, "I'm not good at these things, you can just figure it out."

Steward Ping nodded yes, he has been with the new master for three months, and the new master is a mild-tempered person who is easy-going and very easy to serve.Basically, they don't interfere with the affairs of Zhuangzi. After breakfast every day, they will go to the bamboo forest on the mountain, and sometimes they will stay for a whole day.

"In the past, the new grain that Zhuangzi received would be sold to the grain store and converted into cash." Because the previous owner's family was a wealthy family, there was no shortage of Zhuangzi's grain.

Jun lightly waved his hands, "You can make the decision."

Butler Ping once again said yes, and then said: "Master, Chinese New Year will be half a month away, and the New Year's goods should be bought in advance."

"You don't need to ask me about these things in the future, you can just figure it out. Should you need money to buy new year's goods? Is 100 taels enough?"

"Enough." Ordinary people only spend three or five taels of silver to buy New Year's goods.

On the last day of the end of the year, when Jun Qingyan woke up in the morning, he felt his stomach was hot and aching. He rubbed his stomach and thought that maybe the little bamboo was about to be born, so he went to the bamboo forest on the mountain after talking with the butler.

He used spells to build a bamboo house in the depths of the bamboo forest two preschool years ago. He also prepared all the necessary items for production in advance and put them in the bamboo house.

As night fell, Jun Qingyan felt a burst of severe pain in his stomach, and he was always paying attention to the situation in his stomach with his spiritual consciousness. At this time, he had an inexplicable intuition that Xiao Zhuzi should be born.

In recent months, Jun Qingyan has collected a lot of books about childbirth intermittently in the world, and also asked some people. Because of his special situation, he must not be able to have children like ordinary people, and he can only find another way to achieve it.

Jun Qingyan took out the prepared tools from the box on the side and placed them on the long table in front of him one by one, then took off the clothes on his body, leaving only an inner shirt on his body, sat sideways and leaned against the bedpost , picked up a dagger from the table.

The lace of the inner garment was untied, and the protruding belly was particularly conspicuous. The dagger was held in the shuriken with the tip facing down, avoiding the position of the small bamboo, and cut a length of three inches. The red blood oozed from the wound, and the body shook unavoidably. After a while, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body.

Jun took a breath and pursed his lips tightly, stretched out a finger to compare the depth of the wound, the dagger was slashed down again, and the vitality in his body began to flow away with the blood.

Half an hour later, there was a cry of a baby in the silent night. Enduring the severe pain, Jun Qingyan picked up the hemostatic elixir and sprinkled it on the wound, and then directly swallowed a whole bottle of Huiling Pill.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and when the pain on his body eased a little, Jun Qingyan turned his head and saw the bamboo baby next to him, the complexion was as white as snow, and the pink carved jade was white and fat, and it was still small and fat. Curling into a ball in the newborn position, Zhengxiang is sleeping with her eyes closed.

The hand that was stretched out in mid-air was retracted again, his hand was covered with blood, and the same was true on his body, his inner clothes were completely stained with blood, and there was a strong smell of blood in the bamboo house.

Holding the bedpost with one hand to prop up his weak body, he felt flustered, breathless and uncomfortable, and after a while stretched out his hand and pulled a corner of the thin quilt to cover the small bamboo.

Looking at it intently, Jun Qingyan felt dizzy and dizzy as soon as he moved, and his eyes turned black. He bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to regain clarity, then moved his body slightly, shook his hands slightly, and closed his eyes to adjust his breath.

Afterwards, he was awakened by a burst of cries, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the little bamboo's short legs kicking like paddling, and the thin quilt had already been kicked aside.

After some breath adjustment just now, his physical strength has recovered a little, and his simple mobility is still possible. Jun Qingyan first changed his bloody clothes, took out the small bag on the inside of the bed and wrapped it in the small bamboo.

The little bamboo is small, delicate and soft. When it was first hugged, it was quiet for two seconds, but then it began to scream at the top of its voice, and its hands and feet were still thrashing. Jun Qingyan almost couldn't hold it firmly.

I had no choice but to coax him softly, but it was obviously not very useful, he coaxed him, he cried him, the two have nothing to do with each other.

Jun Qingyan was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing the light outside the window, Fuzhi suddenly understood in his heart that Xiao Zhuzi must be hungry because he is crying like this?

In his mind, he took out a food box from the mustard space and opened it. It was filled with milk, which had been kept in the mustard space by his spell to keep it warm, so the milk that came out was still warm.

It was the first time feeding Xiao Zhuzi Jun Qingyan was obviously inexperienced, and the milk was spilled several times, and he stumbled and fed a small bowl of milk.

The little Zhuzi stopped crying after eating and drinking, and blinked with a pair of black eyes, not to mention how cute it is.

But I can't say that you are rare, so I reached out and touched it, "You are already born, can I give you a name? Xiaozhuzi can only be regarded as a nickname, um... Yuzhu, the real name is Jun Yuzhu."

A fleshy little hand grabbed Jun Qingyan's finger and held it in his hand, then giggled happily.

Jun Qingyan was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "So cute!"

Little Zhuzi let go of his little hand after playing for a while, and smacked gracefully. His eyes were blindfolded and he fell asleep after a while.

Is this sleeping?

It's too good!

Jun Qingyan continued to adjust his breath while the little bamboo fell asleep. The fairy is pregnant, and the children in the womb want to live healthy and live. They will absorb the vitality of the mother and grow up. If the vitality of the mother is insufficient, the child will often be stillborn middle.

Therefore, the process of being pregnant for nine months seems to be ordinary, but in fact it has already set his cultivation base back two big realms.

Jun Qingyan spent a month recuperating in the bamboo house. Seeing that the milk stored in the mustard space was exhausted, he returned to Zhuangzi halfway up the mountain with the little bamboo in his arms.

Hearing someone knock on the door, Pingwen went to open the door muttering, "Old man, master?" Read that right?The master actually held a child in his arms.

Hearing the noise, Steward Ping also walked out of the room, and saw the master who had been away for a month coming back at a glance, and greeted him happily, "Master, you are back... Who is this child?"

Jun smiled softly, "My child."

The master's child, isn't that the young master.

"It turned out to be the young master." Steward Ping looked left and right, but did not see anyone else, "Master, did you come back alone? Didn't Madam come back with you?"

Jun Qingyan: ... just a little cough.

"Um... little, Yuzhu's mother is gone."

Butler Ping's heart skipped a beat, and he regretted asking that question just now, "Master, this slave made a slip of the tongue."

Jun lightly waved his hands, not caring, "It's okay."

Butler Ping took a peek, wanting to see the child, but the child was covered by a red bag and couldn't see his face clearly, "Master, it's better to take the young master into the house, it's windy outside."

"Well, squeeze some milk for me and bring it to a boil."

"Hey! The servant is going now."

Jun Qingyan went directly to the east room with the little bamboo in his arms. He didn't come back for a month. The furnishings in the room hadn't changed. The tables and chairs on the ground were all clean. It looked like someone was cleaning them every day.

After returning to Zhuangzi, Jun Qingyan began to be a father and a mother to raise a child. It was the first time that Xiaozhu turned over, sat up for the first time, and crawled for the first time.

Ever since Little Bamboo learned to crawl, he could turn over and climb off the bed neatly with just one turn, and he could crawl out of the door in a short while, and he still had the intention to continue crawling outside.

Then at eight, nine, or ten months, Jun Qingyan discovered that Xiao Zhuzi had another hobby.That is to climb a tree. If you don’t pay attention, you will climb to the tree. Fortunately, the trees in the yard of the east house are all ornamental trees, and they are not tall.

The housekeeper Ping who called over several times saw it, and was almost frightened to death, for fear that the young master would suddenly fall from the tree and get hurt by knocking.

Jun Qingyan also had the same mentality at the beginning, but later found that even if the little bamboo fell from the tree without breaking the skin, it returned to the original place with a heart. The little bamboo is not an ordinary human baby, a little It shouldn't matter if the bamboo falls twice, right?

I can climb trees if I can't walk, and then I learned to walk and developed a new hobby, that is climbing walls.

The two short legs were very neat, and climbing the wall was even smoother, and climbed up to the top of the wall.

Jun Qingyan only felt a terrible headache, but couldn't figure out why Xiao Zhuzi liked to climb trees and walls so much?

As long as you turn around or go into the house to get something, the little bamboo shadow will definitely be gone when you come out.He also tried to reason, but as long as he met his son's big black eyes and flickered, he would have nothing to say.

That's all, it's natural for children to love to play, so just be careful.

As the little bamboo grows up day by day, he no longer climbs trees or walls. He has to run outside the Zhuangzi every day. When he wakes up at dawn and has dinner, he drags his father to go outside the Zhuangzi.

The good name is: take a walk.

Just like Jun Qingyan, Xiaozhuzi likes the half of the bamboo forest mountain outside Zhuangzi very much.As soon as I left Zhuangzi, it was a wild run full of bamboo forests, so the small animals in the bamboo forest suffered disaster, especially those bamboo rats that feed on bamboo.

Following the hobby of climbing trees and climbing walls, now there is another thing, digging holes for bamboo rats, and catching bamboo rats.

"Father, look! I've caught another big fat bamboo rat." Xiao Zhuzi happily ran up to Jun Qingyan to show off the nape of a bamboo rat in his hand.

"Little Bamboo is awesome!" Jun Qingyan didn't hesitate to praise, opened the cage at his feet, Little Zhuzi threw the bamboo rats in, counted them, "Father, I'll catch another one, make it whole."

While talking, the little shadow has already run away.

Jun Qingyan followed along neither far nor near, and suddenly heard the little bamboo in front of him calling him excitedly.