Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 1372: Extra - Nine: Pregnancy_4

Mo Yan shook her head, "That’s called being insatiably greedy. Look, Little Flower is bigger than you, why don’t you see them asking for more?"

The other five animals, who had been engrossed in enjoying their treats, lifted their heads in unison at the sight of Mao Tuan’s coquettish behavior, and simultaneously threw it a disdainful glance, then offered Mo Yan a suggestion: This still unweaned cub would straighten up after a beating.

After hearing Xue tuanzi’s simultaneous interpretation, Mo Yan burst into laughter, patted Xue tuanzi on the head, and finally instructed Er Mei to start the preparations in the kitchen.

Before the new batch of honey pomelo juice was ready, Xiao Ruiyuan returned, pulling Mo Yan, who was dressed in her home clothes, back to their room to change her attire.

"It’s already dark, so why are you having me change my clothes? Are you planning to take me out for some fun?" Mo Yan asked while picking out appropriate clothes, speaking to her husband who had already started getting dressed at her side.

Xiao Ruiyuan shook his head with a chuckle, "Is it because I rarely take my wife out that you’re always thinking about having fun?"

"Hmph, I thought you had no idea!" Mo Yan pouted, picking out a set of light ice-blue gauze dresses from the wardrobe, "You’re busy during the day, I get it, but you never let me go out at night either. Don’t tell me we’re not going out to have fun tonight."

Xiao Ruiyuan had not expected his wife’s grievances to be so deep. While helping her change, he explained, "During the day, I have no time to accompany you, and at night..." He paused, his voice dropping to a coy whisper by Mo Yan’s ear, "If my lady has any energy to spare, I would be more than happy to take her on a nocturnal outing."

Instantly recalling the endless days of the past month, Mo Yan stretched out her delicate finger and gave the man beside her a hard pinch on the waist, "You shut up, bring that up again, and tonight you’ll be sleeping alone in the study." fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Mo Yan gritted her teeth inwardly, feigning anger as she withdrew her hand and straightened her clothes, ignoring the increasingly annoying man.

Once dressed, the couple got into the carriage. It was only after the carriage had left the General Mansion and was on its way to the Scholar Mansion that Mo Yan asked again and learned they were going to her parents’ place for dinner and that today was her mother’s birthday.

"Today is mother’s birthday? Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I didn’t even prepare a gift!" Mo Yan punched Xiao Ruiyuan in frustration, also annoyed at herself for not even remembering her mother’s birthday.

"I found out about it myself after finishing work, when your father invited us over for dinner. Don’t worry, I have already prepared the gift," he assured, somewhat resigned to receiving her punch, subtly sensing that his wife’s mood had been off for the past few days, fluctuating like it was now. Could it be because of the heat?

"Okay, I misunderstood you, but the next time something like this comes up, you must tell me in advance," Mo Yan, unaware of the thoughts in her husband’s mind and not feeling anything amiss with herself, finally calmed down upon hearing about the gift.

The journey from the General Mansion to the Scholar Mansion wasn’t far; after about two quarters of an hour and passing five or six long streets, they arrived.

At that time, the two families were all gathered together; even Zhenzhen and Yun Zhao had come back from the school to dine before returning.

Mo Yan took out a red silk-ribbon-wrapped gift box and said with a grin, "Mother, this is the gift my husband has prepared for you. I lack anything presentable to offer myself, so I wish mother longevity and everlasting beauty."

The couple was one entity; one birthday gift was sufficient. Mo Yan’s words, which seemed to be flaunting their affection, were actually meant to reassure her family, signaling that she married a thoughtful and caring husband.

True enough, Cui Qingrou accepted the gift, her face betraying relief as she said, "Your affection for each other is the best gift for mother. I’m truly happy to see both of you like this."

Mo Yan and Xiao Ruiyuan shared a smile, tacitly responding in unison to Cui Qingrou, "Yes, mother (mother-in-law)."

After the oldest led with her gift, it was time for the younger ones to present theirs.

Xin Er gave a set of clothes she had carefully sewn herself, including shoes and socks, embroidered with Cui Qingrou’s favorite dusk fragrant jasmine; Yun Zhao offered a small jade rabbit he had carved himself, Cui Qingrou’s zodiac being the rabbit; Zhenzhen presented a "Hundred Longevity" painting she had painstakingly created; Shengsheng, the youngest and not skilled in needlework, used her saved Silver to buy an exquisite jade hairpin as her birthday offering.

After presenting the birthday gifts, everyone took their seats around the dining table to enjoy this rare family meal together.

All the delicious dishes were freshly made, and the moment the covers were lifted, the rich aroma instantly filled the dining room, prompting everyone to salivate unconsciously.

However, Cui Qingrou felt a bit nauseous at the smell, furrowing her brows, thinking it was due to the heat and her lack of appetite. Yet when Lvzhi brought a bowl of fresh fish soup before her, she couldn’t hold it back any longer and, covering her mouth, turned to one side and started retching.

The sudden turn of events startled everyone. Mo Qingze, who was sitting right by Cui Qingrou’s side, reacted first, patting his wife’s back anxiously and calling out, "Lady, what’s the matter? What’s wrong with you?"

Then Mo Yan stood and hurried over to her mother. Seeing her dry heaving but unable to vomit anything, she suddenly had a bold conjecture, her face lighting up with joy.

As his wife continued to retch, unable to utter a word, Mo Qingze, frantic, was about to ask Lvzhi to call the Doctor when he looked up and saw his daughter, abruptly recalling her medical skills and urgently said, "Yanyan, quick, have a look at your mother."

"Father, don’t panic. This might not necessarily be a bad sign," Mo Yan reassured him, then reached to check her mother’s pulse. Just as she touched her wrist, a strong fishy smell invaded her nostrils, and her face suddenly turned pale. Just like Cui Qingrou earlier, she covered her mouth and started retching...