[Red Mansion] Hairpins fly when they are

The old doctor made a cold face at Fan Jiaoxing, Jia Yucun was not happy, and quickly pointed to Baochai and said to the old doctor, "Mr. please take a look at this one."

Baochai smiled, thanked her first, "I'm sorry." Then she stretched out her wrist.

The old doctor went down a step, and took Baochai's pulse with extra care. It took longer than Fan Jiaoxing's. This made Baochai wonder, could he really be sick?

The old doctor asked Baochai to change hands, his expression was slightly concentrated, and Baochai's uneasiness became more and more intense. He was so frightened that he held his breath and waited nervously.

Jia Yucun and Ying'er were also very nervous. They both kept a close eye on the doctor, for fear that he would say the opposite answer when he opened his mouth.

Mrs. Song didn't know the inside story, she only thought that Baochai had some kind of daughter's disease, such as body cold and irregular menstruation.

Fan Jiaoxing was indignant, seeing the old doctor so attentively to Baochai's pulse, she was still laughing secretly in her heart, she was just a liar, quite good at putting on a show.

Finally, the old doctor let go of his hand, got up and bowed his hands to the old lady and Jia Yucun, with a smile on his face, he congratulated him and said: "Mrs. Your Majesty, this is a happy pulse. The time is still short, so it must be taken care of carefully."

The old lady froze, unable to react for a while.

Jia Yucun laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Thanks for your hard work, doctor, please come here." He led people out to write prescriptions and pay consultation fees.

Ying'er happily flew to Baochai like a little bird: "Girl, it's finally here."

Looking at the girl who was about to cry with joy, Baochai opened her mouth, but finally said nothing.

This news was really sudden, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem so difficult to accept.In terms of age, she is 19 years old, and she is late for childbearing these days.In terms of psychology, it would be pretty good if there is one now that can avoid Xue's various tricks and nagging.

Mrs. Song had been looking forward to it day and night for the past two years, and she was finally looking forward to having her son again. She was dazzled by the great joy and stood there in a daze.

Ying'er was surrounded by Baochai, and the chirping sound of Xihan Wennuan woke the old lady up. Her reaction was exactly the same as Jia Yucun's.

"Hahaha!" The old lady laughed three times, and then bowed to the void, "Thank you for your ancestor's blessing, thank you for your blessing, my Jia family has another child."

After worshiping, she also surrounded Baochai, her eyes were eager, as if looking at a golden mountain, and her tone was more gentle than ever.

"Baochai, just say what you want to eat. If you don't have it at home, order someone to go out and buy it for you, no matter how expensive or difficult it is. How do you feel now? Are you uncomfortable? Do you want to vomit? Are you tired? Not tired? I don’t know if my grandson is used to smelling the incense in my house? If I don’t like it, I will ask the girl to withdraw immediately..."

Baochai was always pretending to be calm, but she became shy by the old lady's all-round question without any dead ends, and even felt a little worried.

She is not a patriarchal person, but people in this era value sons more.

Mrs. Xue kept talking about the benefits of having a son in her ears all day long, and Jia Yucun was an only child, if he didn't have a son, the Jia family would be wiped out.

Thinking about it this way, the pressure is quite high.

It is still unknown whether the child will have a boy or a girl, and there is no such thing as modern prenatal checkups. If there is an accident in the middle, it will be called every day and the earth will not work.

The more Baochai thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her face turned slightly pale.

"Mother, sit down." The old lady was standing, and Baochai was embarrassed to continue sitting, so she stood up quickly, pursed her lips and said bluntly, "It's not up to me to have a boy or a girl, I'm just afraid that if my mother wants to different..."

Put the words here first, if she has a daughter, even if the old lady and Jia Yucun don't like it, she just loves her daughter.

"Oh, sit down first, and wait for me to tell you slowly."

The smile on Mrs. Song's face did not diminish at all. She pushed Baochai on the chair first, and then explained lovingly: "I was quick to speak and said the wrong thing just now. Even if you don't mention it, I plan to tell you This matter. As a human being, especially a pregnant person, the most taboo is to think too much."

At this point, Mrs. Song paused, she really wanted to turn her head to look at Fan Jiaoxing, she managed to hold back, and still looked at Baochai with a smile: "Just don't worry, your master and I like it no matter if you have a boy or a girl." Yes. The family has not heard the cry of the child for several years. As long as you are pregnant, even if you give birth to a daughter, we can recruit a son-in-law in the future. You have to be happy, don’t think about anything, just take good care of the baby gone."

In fact, Mrs. Song didn't think so in her heart.

She has calculated that Baochai is 19 years old this year, as long as she is pregnant, she can give birth until she is 30 years old, counting it as one child every two years, she does not believe that there is not a single son in these five or six births?

Didn't the in-laws give birth to a son?From this point of view, Baochai will most likely be able to have a son.

"Mother is right." Jia Yucun sent the doctor away, and when he came in, he heard the old lady's words, and quickly agreed, "Take care of yourself, don't think about anything else, as long as it is my flesh and blood, I like it."

It has to be said that Baochai was relieved to a large extent by what the old lady said, but what did Jia Yucun say, as long as it belonged to him?Could she still be pregnant with someone else?

Baochai couldn't hear it well, so she gave Jia Yucun an indifferent look.

The old lady had sharp eyes and was so happy that she could not close her mouth from ear to ear. She patted her son lightly twice for the first time: "If you don't know how to speak, keep your mouth shut. If you make Baochai feel bad, you will be the one who will give birth to a crybaby in the future." wrong."

Only then did Jia Yucun realize that the last words were inappropriate, and bowed to Baochai in apology.

Baochai was startled, and hurriedly got up to avoid it. The old lady held her shoulders and said with a smile, "You just sit down."

There was a joyous atmosphere here, and Fan Jiaoxing, who was opposite, almost fainted from anger.She gritted her teeth tightly so that the ferocity in her heart would not be exposed to others.

She was angry and hated, her heart was sour and unspeakable, and at the same time, she was deeply jealous. It would be great if she was the one with a body.

After the old lady comforted Baochai, she had to go to the kitchen to arrange breakfast in person.

Jia Yucun and Baochai tried to persuade her, but Mrs. Song refused, and she was full of reason: "My granddaughter is in Baochai's stomach, and I can't help you with anything. I can only do my best in eating. Don't stop me." Look at me, I'm preparing breakfast for my granddaughter."

The old lady was also shrewd, she didn't mention her grandson at all, she just opened her mouth about her granddaughter.

"Mother, slow down, let Yuhuan help you go." Jia Yucun urged.

After the old lady left, Fan Jiaoxing slowly got up from the chair, came over to congratulate Baochai: "Congratulations, master, congratulations, sister."

"Thank you, sister." Baochai lowered her head slightly and replied docilely.

Jia Yucun seldom thinks about the backyard, except for things related to Baochai.In his opinion, a regular wife should be magnanimous and virtuous, and the most important manifestation is to make the inner house harmonious and open up more.

Therefore, he never thought that Fan Jiaoxing would be unhappy, he thought she should be as happy as himself at this time.

He nodded to Fan Jiaoxing, and said: "Baochai is pregnant, you are the elder sister, take care of her."

"I will, master don't worry." Fan Jiaoxing answered with her head down.

From this breakfast, Jia’s food, which had fish and meat, has improved a lot. Baochai has become the focus of attention of the old lady and Jia Yucun. They stare at her mouth eagerly, as if she eats too much. A child with one bite can grow an inch in no time.

Fan Jiaoxing felt her heart swell when she saw it, but she couldn't do it anymore, she didn't even have the right to be out of sight or out of mind.

She sat at the dining table with a blank face, her chest was stuffy, swollen and painful, and she had no appetite for the delicious dishes on the table.

After the meal was over, the old lady repeatedly called Yuhuan to make a cup of red date tea for Baochai, and then told Jia Yucun: "Ginseng is needed to give birth to a child. It is difficult to buy good quality ginseng. You can tell the housekeeper to go out and search for it now. Prepare it in advance, so that you won’t be able to buy good ones when things come to an end. I still have some bird’s nest donkey-hide gelatin, so I’ll take it out for Baochai to eat first.”

Baochai was stunned. She had just conceived, and the old lady was already thinking about giving birth.

I'm afraid that they will feed themselves as pigs, and then they will be too fat, and it will be difficult to have children. There is no caesarean section these days, and children can only be born by themselves.

Baochai immediately declined: "The food is already very good, so there is no need to spend any more money."

Jia Yucun didn't agree with Baochai's statement, and didn't refute it. He turned to the old lady and said, "Mother thinks long-term. There is no need to take out the bird's nest in my mother's house. I will ask the housekeeper to buy good blood swallows later. .”

"That's right." The old lady nodded again and again, "I've kept the ones here for a year or two, it's better for you to buy fresh ones."

Fan Jiaoxing tightly squeezed the teacup in her hand, the veins on the back of her hand were raised, she listened with a forced smile, without saying a word.

Without saying a word, Mrs. Song drove Baochai back to the house to lie down and rest, and specially instructed her son to support him carefully.

Jia Yucun is full of joy now, even if the old lady doesn't say that he is going to support him, usually it is not good to get too close to Baochai in front of his mother, but now it is different, Baochai is pregnant with his child, he and Baochai There is no fear of getting close in front of people.

After the two left, the old lady hurriedly told Yuhuan: "Do you still have the rouge rice and green stem rice that Mrs. Xue sent last time?"

"Yes." Yuhuan replied, "Last time you said you wanted to try something new, so you made porridge with green stem rice once, and the rest haven't been touched yet."

"I am an old woman, I don't need to eat such good rice," the old lady Song said cheerfully, "Leave it all to Baochai. You tell the kitchen to cook two kinds of rice for each meal. If Baochai eats good rice, we will still eat the usual rice." That's enough."

"Yes." Yu Huan blessed herself and went out to do errands.

The old lady thought for a while, and called Yuxi again: "Go to Xue's house, see if Mrs. Xue is free, and say that Baochai is here, please come over and have a chat with Baochai."

Basically what women want to see most at this time is their own mother. The old lady thinks that she is really a caring and good mother-in-law.

After everything was arranged properly, I had time to pick up the tea cup to moisten my throat. I had just taken a couple of sips, when I saw Fan Jiaoxing with a serious face, the old lady paused, put down the tea cup, and decided to have a heart-to-heart talk with her.

The scene where Jia Yucun helped Baochai out like a queen mother stung Fan Jiaoxing's eyes.

The master has always been steady and introverted in front of people, with a desolate temperament, and most of the conversations with him are just confessing things, never talking nonsense, how can it be like now, in front of people, so affectionately supporting him Baochai.

There was a fire burning in her chest, and she was about to lose all reason. She just wanted to go back to the East Chamber quickly, whether it was scolding the girl or smashing a few small things, as long as she could vent her anger.

It's a pity that the old lady has been busy giving orders and never gave her a chance to say goodbye, so she forcibly endured until now.