The county magistrate is not slag very A

The evening wind couldn't blow through the closed door, and Song Boxue couldn't guess it. In the end, the two of them seemed to be taking the initiative, and neither of them escaped being passive.

Like the river water in early spring meeting the first melting winter snow.

Inseparable -

Water soluble in water-

Regardless of you and me-

On the pure white quilt, red plum dots...

The spring sun is warm but not dry, and the wind is gentle. It would be better if there is not a black pig in the yard.

Song Boxue watched as Gao Wangcai, who had grown to one meter long, was tied to a big tree by Zhu Zhu with a rope. The surroundings of the tree had been horribly arched by pigs, and there was still some unpleasant smell in the yard.

Zhu Zhu was standing in front of Jiang Fanyin and looking at her abdomen: "Time flies so fast. This princess has never seen such a happy pregnant woman like you. Not only did she not vomit, but the child also behaved well."

Jiang Fanyin twitched her brows, as if she felt a little uncomfortable in the first few days when she found out she was pregnant, but she was really relieved afterwards, she should be a good boy.

While thinking about it, Zhu Zhu said: "Wangcai will be with us when the child comes out. Little Wangcai is too lonely."

She glanced at Gao Wangcai who was circling around the big tree, with a slightly sad expression on her face. Seeing Xiao Wangcai turning into a big Wangcai, she suddenly felt a motherly worry.

If Wangcai grows up, it is not suitable to carry it everywhere.

Song Boxue opened her mouth, wanting to say that the pig was almost ready to be slaughtered for barbecue, but remembering Zhu Zhu's unreasonable temperament, she sighed and helped Jiang Fanyin into the house.

"Stay away from that pig in the future, what if it hits you?"

Jiang Fanyin smiled: "Princesses usually tie it, so don't worry."

Although that pig is not smart, it looks very lazy. It only eats and sleeps all day long, and it is not threatening.

Hearing what Jiang Fanyin said, Song Boxue disagreed, "Didn't the princess still take it for a walk every evening? You'd better stay away from it."

Too bad.

Calling a pig's daughter long and short all day long, let the pig call her Uncle Song, just think about it.

Jiang Fanyin poked her cheek amusedly, and assured her, "Okay, I will never go near Xiao Wangcai in the future."

Only then did Song Boxue feel relieved, but every day when he left the Yamen, he would still guard Jiang Fanyin all the time, and strictly guard Zhu Zhu and the pig named Wangcai.

Time passed so unhurriedly.

At the end of summer, Jiang Fanyin successfully gave birth to a daughter.

The little guy doesn't look very good at the beginning, but when he grows up, he looks like a snow dumpling, so cute and lovable.

On this day, Mrs. Song looked at her little granddaughter in a daze, her mind was in a mess.

There is no other reason, but this child is too similar to the little heartless boy in her family.

The little guy is exactly the same as Song Boxue when he was a child, from eyes to nose to mouth, there is nothing alike.

Remembering that her daughter said it was her own, Song raised her head and looked at the sky, but the sun didn't come out to the west, so there were all sorts of weird things happening.

At night, Mrs. Song took the little guy to her place and kept looking at him.

Like, so similar, she couldn't refute it.

Anyone who looks at it will think that this little guy is Song Boxue's biological daughter, and she has never seen such a grown-up looking after an adult.

On the other hand, Jiang Fanyin was worried. When she was changing the little guy's clothes today, she suddenly found something wrong with her daughter.

So when Song Boxue came to the bed, she raised her hand to touch the top of Song Boxue's hair: "Low your head, let me see something."

Song Boxue went in without knowing, but did not ask any questions, and followed suit habitually.

Lowering her head, her hair fell to her chest, and Jiang Fanyin reached out to brush away the black hair, revealing her smooth neck.

She moved closer, stared at the spot behind Song Boxue's ear, and then pressed it lightly with her fingers.

The gland was suddenly pressed twice, and Song Boxue shivered uncontrollably.

"What's wrong with Sister Jiang, did you think about it? Hmm~"

Song Boxue turned around and hugged Jiang Fanyin, but was pushed away when he was about to go further.

"Wait a minute, you said that you are the key to my pregnancy?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Song Boxue looked at the solemn Jiang Fanyin, a little puzzled, why he suddenly brought up this issue again.

Jiang Fanyin's eyes were full of seriousness: "My daughter also has it behind her ears, exactly the same as yours."

She pointed at Song Boxue's ear with a complicated expression, so her daughter's physique in the future can also make a woman pregnant?

Song Boxue was stunned, her daughter also has glands!

Isn't it only after the differentiation?It's too against the sky, is it differentiated after birth?

There is no pheromone in this ancient times!

The key is whether the daughter is alpha or omega?

No matter what your physique is, you need comfort every month...

It's over, is she going to start researching pheromones now, the key is that she doesn't know anything about it.

Seeing Song Boxue's expression was wrong, Jiang Fanyin hurriedly asked, "Is there something wrong?"

She thought of Song Boxue's situation when he got sick, it seemed that there were a few days every month that he was very-very hungry--

Immediately, his complexion turned pale. Could it be that his daughter inherited this disease at such a young age, so what should I do?

Where can I find a little girl at such a young age to feed my daughter... doll kiss?

Jiang Fanyin shook his head, shaking out the outrageous thoughts in his mind.

Song Boxue was also having a headache with this problem: "Take a good look at it tomorrow, and see what's going on first."

If it really splits up at such a young age, no matter how difficult it is, it needs to be studied.

Fortunately, the things they were worried about did not appear in the following days. The little guy was all normal, except that he was a little too energetic, and everything seemed to be the same as ordinary people.

Song Boxue vaguely judged that with such vigor and vigor, her daughter is most likely an alpha with extraordinary physique.

At the little guy's Zhou Ceremony, the Song family and Jiang Zhifu finally came to an agreement in the battle over names.

Because the little guy didn't pay attention to anything, he clung to Jiang Fanyin's hairpin and refused to let go, and he refused to grab anything else.

Seeing this, Song Boxue quickly cut through the mess, and immediately made a decision: "Let's call it Song Chaichai."

Song Chaichai is the little overlord of Pingchuan County, his father is the county magistrate, his mother is the president of the chamber of commerce, his godfather is Lord Hou, and his godmother is a princess.

She was also born in a good time, and when she grew up, the Baiyue Dynasty promulgated a new decree: allowing women to go to school and become officials.

Song Boxue shook his head and sighed as he looked at his daughter who was calling friends and friends out for a spring outing.

Jiang Fanyin took her arm and said with a smile, "What's the matter? You, don't ask too much from Chai Chai, as long as she doesn't hurt others, life is good, isn't it?"

My daughter is very obedient and assertive, she is decisive in doing things, and her resolute temperament is very reassuring.

She didn't understand where Song Boxue's occasional sighs came from.

Song Boxue put his arms around Jiang Fanyin's shoulders, and said leisurely: "I'm worried about her physique, and I don't understand that I am so stable and loves my family. Sister Jiang, you are so gentle. You see, we are just like a bully, with a hot temper. I don't know who to follow, and what kind of person to marry in the future to make people feel at ease."

He looks like a deer with delicate features, but he looks like a little tiger with teeth and claws when he gets along, which is really annoying.

"You were steady when you were young? Besides, who said that you must get married, let's not interfere with her choice, and leave everything to her, okay?"

Jiang Fanyin gave her an angry look. This talent is unstable, and her daughter obviously followed Song Boxue's temper.

Song Boxue looked at Jiang Fanyin and smiled, "Okay."

Leave everything to time, and time will make the best arrangements.

But what they didn't expect was that the time was arranged very quickly. After returning from this study tour, Song Chaichai brought them back a daughter-in-law.

Of course that's another story...

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The author has something to say:

Thanks to the little cuties who accompanied the little county magistrate all the way here, it’s too strange to say thank you, come, hold tight, let’s make an appointment~

(End of the book)