Futu immediately took a knife and trimmed his two younger brothers' fingernails.

The little girl wanted to reach out for a hug.

The nanny carefully instructed the little girl.

The little girl hugged the person and immediately stopped moving.

They didn't even dare to move their eyes.

They dared not utter a word, as if the baby they were holding was not a small doll, but a precious treasure.

Seeing the little girl's condition, the nanny quickly took the child away. If this continued, the young lady's arms would get sore. "Miss, please wait a little longer. When the young master is a little older, he will be able to be held and played with."

The little girl nodded stiffly.

She had held her two younger brothers many times, but each time they remained stiff and motionless.

They're too small, even more delicate than kittens, I don't dare touch them at all.

Little Ya looked at Futu and said, "Brother, hug him too, little brother is so soft and smells so good!"

Futu glanced at the little thing.

He picked her up skillfully.

Staring at her two younger brothers, tiny little bundles of fluff, so soft and cuddly, and smelling of milk.

They can't even speak.

Her lips pursed, as if she were about to cry.

Futu quickly handed the child to the wet nurse.

“It’s so small!” Futu said.

Su Jiaoniang's gaze fell on Futu: "You grew up to be this small too, don't laugh at him!"

Futu could not imagine what he looked like as a small, round ball.

After talking with Su Jiaoniang for a while, Futu pointed to the minor wounds on his body and said, "Mother, Father beat me and injured me. He's started to dislike me now that he has his own son!"

"..." Su Jiaoniang's gaze fell on Lu Wujiu.

Lu Wujiu's lips twitched slightly.

What kind of son is this!

They're definitely not his biological children!

How could a biological son be so deceitful?

Faced with Su Jiaoniang's probing gaze, Lu Wujiu said helplessly, "It wasn't me!"

"I don't!"

"He just came back from outside; he probably encountered some danger on the way."

"Who am I? Would I hurt my own child?!"

Lu Wujiu was not good at coaxing people and was a cautious person.

But at this moment, he revealed all the lies and soothing words he had told throughout his life.

However, judging from the woman's expression on the bed, it seemed that he hadn't performed well enough.

What should he do?

Lu Wujiu pondered for a long time but still couldn't find an answer. Under Su Jiaoniang's intimidating gaze, he suddenly said, "How about we hold a wedding ceremony?"

"marriage?"

They've already had children.

Yes, they've already had children.

She doesn't care about marriage, but the child does!

"Then let's get married," Su Jiaoniang said.

Lu Wujiu's gaze fell on Su Jiaoniang.

I noticed she was looking in the direction of the child.

It wasn't him?

Shouldn't marriage be a matter between the two parties?

Why does he feel like he's getting married because he's pregnant?

Am I just an extra?

It's just an illusion!

Lu Wujiu wasn't entirely sure!

"Then I'll go and discuss it with my father-in-law!"

“Okay!” Su Jiaoniang nodded.

Lu Wujiu left the room. Su Jiaoniang played with the two babies for a while, then, feeling tired, she closed her eyes.

The two wet nurses, Tangyuan and Tangbao, quietly took the child away.

Look at how other men do it.

Think about your own?

Aside from earning money to go home every day, he wouldn't even bother to pick up an oil bottle if it fell over.

They don't even care when the child cries.

And this one!

He's good-looking, treats his wife well, and even the kids dote on him. Everything about him is perfect.

I don't know where you can find a man like that.

envious!

I'm just so envious!

On the other side, when Old Scholar Su heard that Lu Wujiu wanted to marry his eldest daughter, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

Now that the child has been born, it's time to take care of things. Otherwise, the father won't care about anything after the child is born.

He won't marry a wife, leaving a woman to raise the child alone. A widow and her child are left destitute.

Those who hear it are heartbroken, and those who listen shed tears.

The gossip in the village can be enough to kill a person!

Fortunately, my son-in-law is sensible.

She doesn't look like someone who will die young, so her daughter's future should be much better.

"Okay, it's good that you're so kind. Set a date first, and once Jiaojiao has recovered, you can get things done."

Getting married in the village is very simple.

People from the same village gathered together for a meal.

Just bragging.

To hold a wedding ceremony in front of so many people.

That's it.

Lu Wujiu began making arrangements.

I often wander around the village.

Zhang the blacksmith from the same village also agreed to help. He stared at Lu Wujiu's back, his eyes momentarily dazed. Looking at the boy's busy preparations for the wedding, he was reminded of Lu Laosan from many years ago.

For the wedding, one person was busy running around, while those old folks in the Lu family are inhuman!

"Don't you think this Mr. Gu looks a lot like Lu Wujiu?"

Zhang the blacksmith asked his wife, Jiang.

Jiang shook her head: "It doesn't look like it at all, that face, that nose, and that mouth!"

Men's eyes are indeed blind; they're completely useless.

I can't see anything clearly.

Zhang the blacksmith rubbed his eyes.

I think I might have really misread it.

"Wife, now that we have money, when are we going to the capital?" Zhang the blacksmith was a man with ideas.

His blacksmithing skills are already considered excellent in the village, the county town, and even the entire Zhou Dynasty.

The weapons used by the Huo family were all specially made by him, and the eldest son was in charge of forging kitchen knives and iron pots in the village.

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