good pregnancy

A good day starts with "disgusting",

Chen Xi came out of the bathroom with teary eyes, and Jiang Mingcheng supported him distressedly.

Butler Mo stood outside the door, seeing him come out, hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern, "Chen Xi, how are you? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Chen Xi waved her hand, "You all go to eat, leave me alone, I'll take it easy."

One day in the ninth week of pregnancy, Chenxi suddenly developed symptoms of morning sickness.I was eating breakfast peacefully, but when I smelled the smell of oily smoke, I started to feel nauseous.

Lou Yun didn't sleep well all night, and ate bacon carelessly. Seeing this scene, she thought: Could it be that she is really pregnant?

Jiang Mingcheng helped him leave the restaurant and sat on the sofa. Chen Xi felt better away from the smell of food, so he decided not to go anywhere today and rest at home.

"Aren't you going?" Chen Xi raised her head in confusion.

Before falling asleep yesterday, I decided to visit Jiang Mingcheng's grandfather today.I should have visited when I first returned to Jinshi, but the old man went to Ziyun Temple with his friends to practice Zen and worship Buddha, and he just returned to Jinshi yesterday.

"You're not feeling well, let's go another day," Jiang Mingcheng said, "Are you still sick?" Jiang Mingcheng pinched the back of Chen Xi's neck, like petting a good cat.

Chen Xi shook her head.

Jiang Mingcheng was overjoyed: "How about I ask Uncle Mo to prepare some light food for you?"

Chen Xi: "Mingcheng."

"what?"

Chen Xi had a patient face: "Let's have a discussion, okay?"

Jiang Mingcheng was very gentle and considerate: "What's the matter? You say it, and I agree."

"Can we not mention the food?" The nausea that had been suppressed with great difficulty started again when he said this, "vomit" but there was no food in the stomach, and Chen Xi retched uncomfortably.

"Chenxi?" Having never experienced such a battle before, Mr. Jiang, who had always been calm and calm, began to panic.

"Mingcheng, lay him down and scoop up a lemon for him," Lou Yun came over to direct.

Jiang Mingcheng hesitated. He planned to call Kangtai and ask him to ask Dr. Min for help.

Lou Yun hurriedly said: "Don't be dazed, hurry up." Anyway, she has given birth to two children, and most of the morning sickness is accompanied by dizziness or nausea. Relieve the urge to vomit.

Jiang Mingcheng carefully hugged Chen Xi on the sofa, and housekeeper Mo brought warm water and lemon in time.

Chenxi vomited bile, and her mouth was full of bitter taste. She rinsed her mouth with Jiang Mingcheng's hand, and then stuffed something cool into her mouth. The fragrance of lemon spread throughout the cavity, and Chenxi felt the pain in her chest. The stale breath was swept away.

After a while, Jiang Mingcheng asked, "Are you comfortable?"

Chen Xi chewed a few times, swallowed the lemon, licked her tongue, and wanted to eat another slice.

"Lemon is too acidic, eating too much will irritate your stomach, let Mingcheng buy you some plums and the like," Lou Yun said.

Chen Xi felt that Lou Yun's attitude towards him had changed, and thanked him gratefully: "Thank you Mama Jiang."

Lou Yun turned her eyes, and said a little bluntly: "You pay more attention to rest, I'll go and wake Song Zhiyu up."

Chen Xi looked at the background of her hastily leaving, and felt that this "princess" who ordered him to rest was not always so superior.

***

Jiang Mingcheng called the old man to explain, but the old man was eager to visit his great-grandson and couldn't sit still at home, so he asked the driver to come to the villa directly.

Chen Xi is taking a lunch break, and since having a child, Chen Xi has become more lethargic.The lunch break is constantly extended, and sometimes I still can't recover from fatigue after sleeping all afternoon.At this time, Jiang Mingcheng asked his assistant to bring the documents and stayed silently in the room.

The fathers are resting, but Yangyang's children are full of energy, eager to go out and have fun.However, Dad hasn't lifted his ban yet, so the little guy can only lie down in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows longing for the outside world.

Song Zhiyu was very proud, knowing that this little skinny man couldn't go out, so he always passed the French windows intentionally or unintentionally, and it was best to see his eyes full of envy and jealousy.

Yang Yang curled his lips, and dangled the colored paper in front of Dou Zi, "Dou Zi, let's play a puzzle, where do you think this piece should be put?" Dou Zi lay on the carpet next to the child, licked his mouth, and heard that He tilted his head, as if thinking.

Yang Yang laughed happily, took out another piece of paper and put it on the ground for comparison to see which one was more suitable.

Song Zhiyu stood outside the window, looking at the scene in the room unhappily.He hates that kid, he wrestles his stupid dog to make him fall, and throws mud all over his body, obviously he can't come out to play, obviously he doesn't even have a game console, he can only play jigsaw puzzles, but he seems to be having a good time , not as afraid of him as the classmates in the class.Moreover, the uncle was willing to hold the child and buy puzzles for him, but he didn't buy them for himself.

Song Xiaopang fought against Yang Yang three times, except for the first small victory, the other two times he was defeated by Yang Yang's "despicable" means.This aroused Song Xiaopang's competitive mentality, and he could only be happy if he tried to make the little skinny man deflated.

Song Zhiyu ran away unwillingly. He wanted to call his grandparents and ask them to send over his limited edition airplane model. He wanted to play in front of the little skinny guy on purpose.

***

So, when the old man of the Jiang family came in, he saw a little boy who was serious about doing puzzles in front of the window in the hall, and a big dog was lying beside the boy.

Mr. Jiang is over eighty years old, but his waist is neither stooped nor stooped, his face is ruddy, and he is full of energy.When you have nothing to do, invite a few friends to climb mountains, go fishing, practice calligraphy, or pay homage to Buddha for self-cultivation, and live a comfortable life.The vigorous pace made the group of people fall behind.

Butler Mo followed behind the old man and was about to call Yang Yang, but was stopped by old man Jiang with a wave of his hand.

The old man approached quietly, wanting to see what the great-grandson was doing, but as soon as he took two steps, the big dog next to the little boy looked up at him vigilantly.The old man stopped, and the big dog lay back on the spot again, but when he took two more steps, the big dog stood up.

Yang Yang then raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him suspiciously.

The old man cleared his throat, and forced a smile on his always majestic face: "Little friend, what's your name?"

Yang Yang stood up, looked at the old man vigilantly, but asked Butler Mo: "Grandpa Butler, does this old man know anyone?"

Butler Mo smiled and said, "Yangyang, this old man is your father's grandfather."

"Father's grandpa?" Yang Yang fell into deep thought.Dad's dad is called grandpa, what is dad's grandpa's name?

Butler Mo provided the answer in a considerate manner: "Yangyang should call him great-grandpa."

It turned out to be like this, Yang Yang smiled happily: "Grandfather, I am Yang Yang."

The little guy's cleverness made Mr. Jiang very satisfied, and he felt that he had come this trip was right.

Before Mingcheng made up his mind to go to Qingshan Village to find Chenxi, he once visited him and confessed his concern for a man who had disappeared for five years.He couldn't understand it, but he couldn't stop it either.

Different from his unmotivated son, his grandson is calm and mature, shrewd and capable, but also very courageous.It is difficult to change what he believes.

Just when he thought it was hopeless to have a great-grandson, Mingcheng asked someone to bring him a paternity test and a short letter.If there were only letters, then he would not believe the content of the letter out of ten, but with the paternity test, there was no room for him not to believe it.

"Grandpa, are you talking about cross talk?" Yang Yang asked innocently.Mr. Jiang was wearing a black robe and a hat. The little guy had only seen similar outfits on TV comedians.

Mr. Jiang explained embarrassingly: "Grandpa didn't talk about cross talk, this is my casual clothes."

"What is casual clothes?" Yang Yang heard the new term.

"Casual clothes are the clothes you usually wear," Mr. Jiang said.

Yang Yang nodded with a half understanding.

When Mr. Jiang was young, he was very hot-tempered. When he was talking about business with people, he would often rant while talking, but he was very honest. That's why he established Jiangshan and established Jiangtian Group.Now he is very patient with Yangyang, the driver who has been driving for him for decades will stare out his eyes.

Butler Mo stood aside with a smile. He had been taking care of Jiang Mingcheng, so he could see clearly that the old man was disappointed in his son and pinned his hopes on his grandson, so he was strict with his grandson, almost harsh, but he was really kind to his great-grandson.It is estimated that the intergenerational relatives are all used on the great-grandchildren.

***

At this time, Lou Yun's mother and daughter came back from the outside, followed by the driver to help bring in the purchased clothes.

Lou Yun saw Mr. Jiang hurriedly said: "Dad, why are you here?"

Mr. Jiang didn't show a good face, and asked instead, "Can't I come?"

Although the old man is old, he is still aggressive when he speaks. Lou Yun didn't dare to make mistakes, and said with a smile: "Dad, I didn't mean that, I just saw you a little surprised."

It was she who gave Jiang Junyong the idea of ​​running away back then, so every time Lou Yun met the wise eyes of the old man, she felt guilty.

The old man Jiang took Yang Yang's little hand, walked towards the sofa and asked, "Where is Junyong? I haven't come back for a few years. When I come back, I have to let me, an old guy, go and see him in person?"

When Lou Yun heard the old man mentioning Jiang Junyong, her face was a little ugly. Jiang Mingxian took the old man's arm and took the opportunity to change the subject and said, "Grandpa, don't rush people like this when you come here. I will bring Xiaoyu with me this time. You should I don’t remember what he looks like, I’ll call him down and you can meet him.”

Mr. Jiang nodded. He also went abroad to see Song Zhiyu when he was three years old. He hasn't seen him for a few years. How can he remember what he looks like?

Song Zhiyu was playing games in the house, but at the critical moment when he was about to pass the level, his mother forced him to go downstairs to meet "Grandpa", so he was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger.

But Mommy threatened to confiscate his game console, so he reluctantly said hello.Seeing the little skinny man sitting next to Grandpa, Song Zhiyu put on a serious face, pushed him off the sofa, and sat on it himself.

Yang Yang was staggered by the push, and Mr. Jiang also had a hard face. He stared at his granddaughter and asked, "How did you teach Song Zhiyu? At the age of nine, Yang Yang is still not as polite as Yang Yang. Did the elite education abroad teach him like this?"

Jiang Mingxian was also struggling and couldn't tell. Her son didn't listen to her at all. When she was about to reprimand her at home, Xiao Yu's grandparents stopped her.The only thing Xiaoyu is afraid of is his father, but her husband is too busy with business matters to take care of him.Therefore, Xiaoyu became more and more domineering and difficult to control.

Mr. Jiang yelled at his granddaughter angrily, and said sternly to Song Zhiyu: "Song Zhiyu, apologize to my brother."

Song Zhiyu turned his head stubbornly, and ignored the old man's words.Who wants to apologize to that little skinny guy?

Mr. Jiang had never been so disobedient before, his temper suddenly came up, he pointed at Song Zhiyu and shouted: "You little bastard, you are still in good spirits, aren't you? If you don't apologize today, you won't be allowed to eat dinner."

"If you don't eat, you don't eat," Song Zhiyu was annoyed. He dropped the game console in his hand and ran to the bedroom wiping away his tears.

Lou Yun and Jiang Mingxian wanted to coax him, but the old man stopped him: "Let him go, neither of you is allowed to coax him. See how you have taught Xiaoyu? If you don't get this temper back, he will be counted for the rest of his life." It's over. Mingxian, call your parents-in-law, the child can't teach, I'll help teach."

Jiang Mingxian didn't dare to have any objections, so she hurriedly agreed that there was a jet lag and she would call later in the evening.

Mr. Jiang touched his great-grandson's head. The more he looked at the child, the more he liked him. He couldn't help admiring, "You're still good, where's your dad?"

"One dad is sleeping, and the other dad is reading documents," Yang Yang ate the fruit platter brought by Butler Mo.

Jiang Mingcheng went downstairs with Chen Xi, and found that his son was surrounded by a circle of people asking questions, but his son was indifferent, answering questions without haste, very demeanor.

"Grandpa, when did you come? Why didn't you wait for us to see you?" There was only one single sofa left, and Jiang Mingcheng let Chen Xi sit down, and leaned on the armrest by himself.

Mr. Jiang was pierced, and roared angrily: "Waiting for you, who knows how long it will take?"

Chen Xi thought the old man was angry, so she said guiltily: "Grandpa, don't be angry with Mingcheng, we wanted to visit you, but I was not feeling well today, so Mingcheng thought about another day."

"Alas, grandpa knows, how is your health?" Mr. Jiang asked gently.

Chen Xi said: "It's all right now, grandpa, don't worry, Yangyang, have you greeted grandpa yet?"

The old man smiled, "I asked, Yang Yang is sensible, you are better at teaching children than Mingxian, her little Yu is spoiled." Because of Yang Yang, old man Jiang also had a good impression of Chen Xi.

Jiang Mingcheng happily listened to his son being praised, but Jiang Mingxian felt a little uncomfortable.There is a strange creature in this world called "other people's children". Jiang Mingxian was thinking, why can't her Xiaoyu be as good as Yangyang?

Looking at Mr. Jiang and Yang Yang, Jiang Mingxian thought, maybe this is an opportunity to change.

Lou Yun was still a little hesitant about what her son said yesterday, but seeing the old man's attitude, combined with the morning sickness incident, she believed it in her heart.

Lou Yun glanced at Chen Xi's belly, wondering what it would be like for this man to have a big belly during pregnancy?

***

The old man is here, and this dinner is extraordinarily sumptuous.The round table in the restaurant was replaced by the Eight Immortals table at some point, with exquisite tableware and delicious food neatly placed on it.

There were no outsiders, so there was no persuasive rhetoric. Everyone sat together and just ate.

Chen Xi was so happy that she couldn't be greasy, and there was white rice porridge with appetizing side dishes in front of her.Maybe she slept well in the afternoon, but Chen Xi didn't appear to be nauseated by the smell of rice in the morning.

Jiang Mingcheng always pays attention to the dawn, lest he be uncomfortable.

Song Zhiyu secretly stood in the aisle and looked this way, his stomach growling unbelievably hungry, hoping that his mother would think of him.But he didn't know that Jiang Mingxian had made up his mind this time to teach him a lesson.Anyway, her son is chubby, and he will never lose weight if he is hungry for one meal or two.