good pregnancy

In the western suburbs of Ruyang County, there is a hotel called Four Seasons Emotion.The outskirts of the city are sparsely populated, so opening a hotel here is naturally not a popular route.Siji Mood is a small six-story building with no lights or decorations on the outside. There are only four gilded characters on the black wooden plaque on the gate, which looks quite low-key.But there are many black cars parked in front of the hotel, which shows that the business of the hotel is not sluggish.

In a certain private room on the fourth floor, the outer dining room is decorated simply and elegantly. Under the crystal chandelier, the cups and plates on the table are messed up, and the wine glasses are tilted. Most of the dishes are leftover, and most of the roast whole lamb in the middle is left over.

But the inner room is completely different from the outer room. The lights here are adjusted to an ambiguous color of dark yellow, and songs are playing on the wide-screen LCD TV on the wall. A man and a woman stand in front of the TV and sing with a microphone, while other men and women are mixed sitting in the leather On the sofa, the pretty woman and the middle-aged man next to her are inseparable from the middle-aged man who feeds wine with her mouth and sticks her lips together. The young boy rides on the bald man and twists his waist constantly, and there are even darker corners. There are bursts of □ sounds, a scene of obscenity/extradition.

In Four Seasons, such a private room costs [-] per hour, and the membership system does not allow anyone to enter.In addition, Four Seasons Emotion also provides services such as massage and foot washing. The most important thing is that it can guarantee the safety of patients.These days, those whose assets have not reached tens of millions are ashamed to say that they are rich.Even in a small county like Ruyang County, there are plenty of rich people. Those who struggle every day to survive are as insignificant as ants in their eyes.

However, rich people do not necessarily have power. In order to get more money, rich people sometimes need to give some money to powerful people. This is also the way to make money for Sijimomo.

"Director Cheng, our company manager said this place is a good place. It is surrounded by mountains with beautiful scenery. There are small waterfalls and small pools in the mountains. Below the mountain is a simple and simple village. But the mountains have not been properly developed. Our city is not Corresponding policies, to create a charming village, I think this small mountain village is suitable, after the development of the mountain, small courtyards will be built, which look like villas, won’t this new look come into being? What do you think?” The man was about 50 years old, with cloudy but clear eyes, and a hand reached under the woman's skirt to caress.

"Is it really as good as you said?" Director Cheng had an upright Chinese character face, his thick eyebrows were frowned, and he looked hesitant. He had just taken the position of director for the first year, and he hadn't settled down yet. He wanted to show some political achievements. , And afraid of making a wrong decision and losing your position.

"Of course, I, Lin Daxiang, never lie to anyone, Xiao Zong, bring us our design drawings and show Director Cheng," Lin Daxiang lobbied vigorously.

The man called Xiao Zong looks quite young, but he looks quite energetic. His short hair is crisp and neat. Hearing what the boss said, he immediately pushed away the woman beside him, took out the blueprint in his briefcase and handed it to Cheng Cheng. Secretary.

Director Cheng was so teased by the young man beside him that he waved his hands impatiently and said, "What do you want me to see? Give my secretary a spare copy when I go back..." After finishing speaking, he turned the young man Pressing on his lower body, he panted heavily.

Since Director Cheng is willing to accept the blueprint, there is no need to say anything clearly. Lin Daxiang and Xiao Zong glanced at each other. The matter is half done. The other half depends on how much money is stuffed. Nothing.So the two felt relieved, and each pulled the woman beside them to start playing.

In the dead of night, one after another black cars drove away from the suburbs and headed for different destinations.

"Xiao Zong, you are promising, Director Cheng agreed, you have to take care of other things for me, otherwise, I will not forgive you," Lin Daxiang reminded with kindness and embarrassment while lying drunk in the back seat.

"Hey, I'm sure it will be done," Xiao Zong nodded and bowed, closed the car door for the boss, got into another car and immediately took out his mobile phone and started talking. After making a few calls, he lay down in the back seat in peace.He is imperative to do what the boss has told him this time. What kind of person is the boss? He has been working with the boss for several years since he was a clerk from a young age, and he has a deep understanding of it.

It rained continuously for two days and two nights. On the third day, it finally cleared up.The road in the village is a bit muddy, but everyone is in a good mood. The first rain in autumn eased the drought in the field. It seems that the corn planted this year is another good harvest.

Village head Wu left the house after breakfast.He still remembers about Chen Xi's family.It's not that he has a biased eye. Look at the bungalows or two-story buildings in the village. These are all earned by building greenhouses. He is not ignorant, and he can see clearly.What's more, even if vegetables are grown, they must be marketable, and this is all thanks to Chen Xi.If the people in this village don't stand behind Chen Xi, they can't justify their feelings and reason.

"Qingzi, where's your father?" Village Chief Wu asked the small and skinny child who was squatting on the threshold and playing in the mud.

"My dad is in the house," Qingzi sniffed, his little black hands were covered with mud and looked dirty, even so, he still didn't throw them away, but made a bowl-shaped thing It fell to the ground and turned into a pile of mud in an instant. Qingzi continued to pick it up and play without giving up.

Village Chief Wu entered the house and shouted loudly, "Lin Fuqiang!"

A man in a striped shirt ran out of the house, holding a piece of pancake in his hand. Seeing Village Chief Wu, he hurriedly said, "Village Chief, have you eaten yet? Hurry in and have a bowl of eight-treasure porridge."

Lin Fuqiang's daughter-in-law, Wang Wenjuan, is a slightly plump woman who also came out of the house when she heard the voice, and enthusiastically asked the village chief to come in for dinner.

"I've eaten it, eat it quickly, I'll wait, Fu Qiang and I will go find the first team and the second team later," Village Chief Wu waved his hand.People in the village always get up early and diligently. He didn't expect that Lin Fuqiang hadn't had breakfast yet.

"Wenjuan, hurry up and move a stool for the village chief. I'll come after I drink the remaining half bowl of porridge," Lin Fuqiang confessed, and went back to the house to eat.

Wang Wenjuan went into the house and moved a bench, put it under the eaves, and then called out: "Qingzi, come back to eat." Then she said to the village chief in embarrassment: "My child is very picky eater, he doesn't eat serious meals, he eats them every day." Snacks, as thin as a monkey, and often get sick."

Village head Wu lit a cigarette, shook his head and sighed, "All the kids are like this now, and so is Wu Dayong in my family. His mother fried egg pancakes for him, it's not as delicious as the shrimp crackers he bought, tell me." At that time, we only ate egg pancakes a few times a year?"

Wang Wenjuan interjected: "Who says it's not? It's just that the family's conditions have been better in the past few years. When I married Fu Qiang back then, his family had three tile-roofed houses that leaked when it rained. I feel very happy after eating meat." After speaking, he shouted loudly: "Qingzi, am I calling you? Hurry up and eat!" There was already a hint of impatience in the tone of these words.

Lin Xueqing fought his mother's wits and courage, knowing where his mother's bottom line was, and entered the yard within 2 minutes, still reluctant to let go of the lump of mud in his hand.

Seeing her son's small black hands, Wang Wenjuan was furious and was about to reprimand her husband, Lin Fuqiang, who came out of the house after eating. She winked, "Qingzi, go and wash your hands. Your mother cooked eggs and porridge for you. Go and eat."

Lin Xueqing was very clever. He threw the mud and ran to wash his hands. Wang Wenjuan beat her husband.

"Your son is not good at talking, but he is a ghost," Village Chief Wu praised.

"Qingzi is bored, he doesn't say anything, he knows what's in his heart," Lin Fuqiang laughed heartily, he followed Village Chief Wu out, and asked in a low voice, "Village Chief, are you doing this for Chenxi's family?"

"You're a bore too," the village chief took out a pack of cigarettes and gave Lin Fuqiang one, and the two walked away while smoking, "You're right, that's what happened, tell me what you think?"

"Village chief, you also know that my family's situation has only been good in the past few years. I am very grateful to that boy Chenxi. Without his greenhouse technology, how could my family be where it is now? I have heard about it, and I am If you don’t believe in ghosts or ghosts, just ask what you want, on behalf of the third team, I will definitely support it.”

"What I want is your words. Chenxi has helped everyone. We can't let his reputation be damaged. Let's go to Xu Guangqing and Zheng Ruiming's house to ask, and finally go to the fourth team." Village Chief Wu made a plan .

Lin Fuqiang agreed, "I reckon that the first team and the second team will be fine. Old Xu and Zheng are all understanding."

Things were exactly as Lin Fuqiang expected, the two captains of the first team and the second team were very willing to help, and the three went to Tian Shengli's house of the fourth team together.

"Lao Tian, ​​Lao Tian?" Village Chief Wu was the oldest and the loudest, standing outside the yard and shouting with great vigor.

There was a dog barking inside the door. After a while, footsteps came from the door, and the courtyard door was opened a crack. Tian Shengli saw the four of them, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"What are you talking about? Old Tian, ​​why can't we come?" Lin Fuqiang was not happy.

"Look at what I said, there are guests in my house right now, you see?" Tian Shengli hesitated to open the door.

"Where is the guest? We want to meet too," Xu Guangqing joked.

Tian Shengli smiled in embarrassment, and didn't answer, nor did he intend to let them into the yard.Lin Fuqiang turned his head quickly and rubbed his chin thinking, there must be someone hiding in the house in this old field, right?The more Lin Fuqiang thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. Tian Shengli had divorced his wife for more than three years, right?

"The village head is quite old, and he brought us all here today to discuss things together." Zheng Ruiming is short in stature, but he speaks well.

Tian Shengli had no choice but to open the door because of his face. The four village chiefs went in, and they were all stunned. Isn't the person sitting in this room just Jin Qiuzhi?

Chen Xi rubbed against the warm chest, the sky is really overcast for sleeping in!

Jiang Mingcheng's arms were tighter. Since the last time he successfully stayed in Chenxi's big bed, he found all kinds of excuses to stay there every night, but Chenxi divided the Chu River and the Han border with him, and there was a small light bulb in between. The sun is separated, that is, every morning when the dawn is dim, I can get closer.

However, this is progress, he will make Chenxi get used to him more and more.At least now, when Chen Xi wakes up from his arms, she won't panic.

The breakfast was still very rich, with white rice porridge served with salty garlic cloves pickled by Aunt Zhang's family, a fried egg for each person, and soft vegetable buns, which made the stomachs of the three people round.Jiang Mingcheng felt that Chen Xi really knew how to eat, and he would find a scale to weigh him another day, maybe he had gained weight during this time.

Fan Yangyang stayed in front of the TV to watch the program after eating. Chen Xi cleared the dining table and was washing the dishes.

Chen Xi agreed loudly, but was covered by Dou Zi's voice, and the knock on the door was still urgent.Chen Xi's hands were covered in dish soap, so she asked Jiang Mingcheng to open the door.

"Hurry up and tell Chenxi that the village head suddenly fainted and has to be sent to the hospital," the person outside the door said anxiously. Jiang Mingcheng didn't know this person, but he let him in without caring about anything else.

"Xiaolu? What's the matter?" Chen Xi came out to check with water dripping on her hands.

Xiaolu repeated what he said just now, Chen Xi's face turned pale, her palms were sweating nervously, and she didn't even have time to take off her apron, so she followed Xiaolu out.