Chapter 1667: Like You (Reward for the book friend "Yanwei who loves reading books")
In fact, not only Manbao had this suspicion, but also Tang He, who came with Mrs. Tang to visit, had this suspicion. So he quietly pulled Yang Heshu over and asked him, "How did your sister-in-law fall?"
He pointed his chin at the main courtyard and asked, "Is it related to that place?"
Yang Heshu glanced at him and said, "No, she had a cramp in her leg and lost her balance and fell."
Although Yang Heshu didn't say it, he felt a little guilty in his heart. If he had known earlier, he should have gone with her. He was stronger than Yingyue, and the two of them could definitely hold on.
Tang He believed what Yang Heshu said. He still had faith in his abilities.
Especially when it comes to matters like harem struggles, Yang Heshu is much more experienced than him.
If Lord Tang's experience in harem struggles mostly came from what he heard, what he saw, and various cases, then Lord Yang's was due to his rich experience.
Lord Tang looked around, chuckled, and asked, "Where's Uncle Shi? He should be very happy now that he has his first grandson, right?"
Yang Heshu said, "Father is away on a long trip and is scheduled to return on the fourth day of the New Year."
The doctors and midwives believed that Cui would give birth on the sixth or seventh day of the first lunar month, so Lord Yang decided to go home on the fourth day so that he could witness the birth of his eldest grandson.
When Tang He heard that Lord Yang was not there, he immediately relaxed, lifted up his robe and sat on the railing. He patted the railing beside him and said to Yang Heshu, "Have a seat, you're welcome."
Yang Heshu glanced at him, lifted his robe and sat down.
Tang He asked him, "Are both mother and child safe?"
Yang Heshu shook his head slightly. "The Cui family suffered some serious damage. Manbao is still waiting. We'll know whether they are safe or not by noon."
"At least you have a legitimate son. How about it? Are you happy?"
Yang Heshu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and he finally showed his happiness. "My son looks bigger than your son when he was just born."
Tang He said: "Raising a child well is the real good. I don't know if the child will look like you or your sister-in-law. If he looks like you, tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
Yang Heshu laughed and said, "It's not bad to be like Cui."
Cui's appearance was not bad, but among the group of noble ladies chasing after Yang Heshu at that time, she was only above average in appearance, and in fact, she was still a little short of beauty.
but……
Tang He tilted his head to glance at Yang Heshu. If he wanted to see appearance, he could just look at himself.
"They say sons resemble their mothers and daughters their fathers. Don't you look like your mother?" Tang He said, "It's very likely that your son looks like your sister-in-law. When she recovers, you can have a daughter. That look, tsk tsk..."
Yang Heshu said with a smile: "Don't be so sarcastic, just send the person over and leave. You don't have to go to the government office, right?"
As a county official, Tang He could be late, leave early, and even absent from work, but he obviously couldn't be absent the entire day. He sighed and stood up, saying, "Alright, I came to see if your family is safe. Since neither mother nor son has any major problems, and you haven't suffered any grievances, I'll go to the yamen now."
Yang Heshu stood up and saw him out.
County Magistrate Tang said to him, "Don't be in a hurry to send your sister-in-law away. Keep her here for lunch. I'll come over at noon to eat with you."
He even feels justified in eating for free.
Yang Heshu agreed with a smile and watched him mount his horse and leave before turning around and returning home.
Mrs. Tang was sitting by the bed, watching Cui and Manbao eating vegetable and meat porridge and talking to them.
That’s right, Manbao was eating too. As soon as she lay down on the wooden couch last night, she fell into a deep sleep.
All night, the nanny and maid who were guarding Cui did not call her. Manbao slept until dawn, came to see Cui, and only went to wash up after making sure that she was doing well.
Then they gave the acupuncture and looked after the child. When they were done with this, the small kitchen served the pigeon porridge cooked with broth. Manbao saw that there was only meat and no vegetables, so he asked someone to chop up some vegetables and throw them in to make the vegetable and meat porridge.
Manbao thought the pigeon meat tasted good. It was tender and delicious, but the soup made from it was even more delicious. If you use the soup to make porridge, the rice porridge will be even more delicious because all the nutrients have been absorbed by the rice grains.
Because there was so much, Manbao and Cui each had a bowl.
Cui's appetite was generally poor, as she still felt some pain in her body. Especially after the numbness wore off and she woke up from a sleep, the pain became even more obvious.
But seeing Manbao eating so happily, she also thought that the pigeon porridge was good, so she ate two more bites, and then two more bites, and then finished the whole bowl of porridge.
Aunt Cui looked very happy. She took the two bowls and asked, "Madam, do you want to see the young master?"
Cui immediately said, "Hurry up and let me see him."
The young master hadn't woken up yet. He was still sleeping with his fists clenched. His legs were tied, but they were also bent like a circle.
Mrs. Tang followed suit and looked over. After a careful examination, she said, "The features look like yours."
Manbao went over to look, but after looking for a long time he couldn't figure out how she looked like Cui.
She was particularly curious about how these adults could tell who a child looked like just by looking at them. "Mrs. Tang, how did you tell that?"
Mrs. Tang glanced at her and said, "You'll notice it once you meet more people. Can't you see that this child's nose and eyes look like hers?"
Manbao looked at the child, then at Cui, then at the child again, then looked up at Cui, then shook his head honestly, "I can't tell."
Madam Tang said calmly, "It's okay. You'll see it when you meet more people."
"I've met quite a few people," Manbao said, counting the people he'd met since childhood. "Maybe I've met more than you, but that's not the most important thing. What I'm most curious about is how you can tell that the child's eyes and eyebrows resemble Madam Yang's before his eyes even open."
Mrs. Yang couldn't help but burst out laughing. Mrs. Tang tried to hold it in, but couldn't help it and raised her hand to knock Manbao.
Manbao was not stupid, so he knew that Mrs. Tang was angry and embarrassed. It seemed that she could not see how the child looked like Cui. When she turned around and saw Yang Heshu, she would probably change her words and say that the child looked like Yang Heshu.
Humph, as expected, adults' words can be deceiving. Many people have lied to her since she was a child. As soon as they saw her, they said she looked a lot like her father...
Old Zhou sneezed twice in a row in Pu Village. He rubbed his nose and asked, "Did Manbao miss me?"
The three sons standing nearby remained silent.
Old Zhou stopped talking about this and looked around, pleased at the wheat fields that had already been planted. "It's just that the fertilizer hasn't fermented well yet. Boss, remember to apply fertilizer before October, otherwise the wheat won't grow well after the winter."
Zhou Dalang agreed.
Zhou Silang withdrew his gaze and said, "Dad, County Magistrate Tang and I have already agreed that these ninety-nine cows will be numbered after the people in the county government have reviewed them."
Old Zhou frowned, "Why is there one missing?"
Zhou Silang said, "Bai Shan wanted one and refused to include it in the number. I thought family members shouldn't be too bound by rules, so I agreed."
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Good night
(End of this chapter)
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