Chapter 402 A woman begging with a baby in her arms (Update)

Everyone at the table looked at him with fiery eyes. Prince Wang felt embarrassed and said shyly: "That young man looks okay, but he's a little bit fat!"

Princess Yuehua almost cried: "Just a little fat? He's very, very fat! Little baby, don't you know that he weighs five or six times as much as I do, his belly is like a woman who is about to give birth, and his arms are thicker than my waist. How can I marry such a man?" Yuan Baobao

... can already imagine it.

[Wow, I didn't expect my aunt Yuehua to be so miserable! ]

[Is that my cousin? He's just a pig! ]

"Everyone in the capital calls him a fat pig!"

Yuan Baobao...

[I didn't expect people in the capital to be so good at naming! ]

[Such an appropriate name, I don't know who gave it to him! 】

【The family of Concubine Jing should be quite wealthy, right? I still have slimming pills in my hand? The next customer can be locked in! 】

【Quality customers are hard to find. For Aunt Yuehua's sake, I must make a lot of money from him! 】

Princess Yuehua...

cried without caring about her image. She was almost annoyed. Her little baby was still thinking about making money and was no longer her intimate little cotton-padded jacket.

And, what do you mean by making a lot of money for her sake? Is this how you kill people you know?

Seeing Princess Yuehua crying like this, Yang Yuhuan couldn't bear it any more, and hurriedly advised: "Princess, don't be sad. It's okay to be a little fat. You see, I was fat before, but now I've lost weight?"

"With the little princess here, she will definitely help him lose weight successfully!"

Princess Yuehua... these words of comfort felt a little wrong.

She hasn't decided to marry that fat pig yet?

Besides, didn't the little princess just say that it's better for cousins ​​not to get married, she doesn't want the child she will give birth to in the future to be a fool.

"I... I don't want to get married! I won't marry anyone!"

The rich man clenched his fists, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

The news over there came so quickly. Did that person really come here to marry? Maybe he wanted to kill him, I always felt that his purpose was not pure.

Yuan Baobao was very sad to see Princess Yuehua crying, and coaxed her helplessly: "Aunt Yuehua, don't be too sad! Don't worry, the prince of the Bear Country is a rotten peach blossom, just pinch it off!"

Princess Yuehua's crying stopped abruptly, and she looked at Yuan Baobao with tears in her eyes pitifully: "Can you help me pinch it off?"

Yuan Baobao rolled her eyes innocently again: "Rotten peach blossom is not the peach blossom of the main wife, you just need to be careful. But the peach blossom of your main wife is also lit up, which means that your love star is moving recently, and good things are about to happen!"

Princess Yuehua... suddenly didn't want to eat, guessing it was another rotten melon and jujube.

"Little princess, is there a possibility that I don't have to get married?" Princess Yuehua asked tentatively, "You also know that my eyesight is not good. Am I not afraid of being deceived again?"

Yuan Baobao stretched out his little hand to comfort her, wanting to pat Princess Yuehua's shoulder again, which scared her so much that she jumped up.

Yuan Baobao looked at his little oily paws and smiled awkwardly: "Well, maybe your destined husband is a very good person?"

Princess Yuehua... "But my heart is already broken, and I dare not trust anyone anymore!"

Yuan Baobao... That damn Chen Shimei.

"Marriage is determined by heaven, and things are in human hands. Princess, don't worry too much!"

A cold voice came out, and Princess Yuehua looked at the person who spoke.

"You...you are..."

Princess Yuehua thought of her crying just now, and her cheeks flushed.

How could she forget that there were other people at the table?

Yang Yuhuan explained hurriedly: "This is my brother, Princess. My brother is just trying to comfort you. He has no other intentions!"

Princess Yuehua shook her head awkwardly: "I, I didn't..."

But in her heart she was shouting crazily, this young man is so handsome, even more handsome than Chen Shimei.

Oh, I want to sleep after just one look... Ah, she meant to take another look.

Chen Shimei, whose grave grass was one foot tall, almost crawled out of the grave. What did he do that angered the heavens and the people? He can't rest in peace even after his death.

After eating the melon, several people decided to go out for a walk to digest the food.

As soon as the door was opened, a woman knelt down: "My Lord, please be kind and give me something to eat!"

The woman's clothes were dirty and she was holding a child in her arms.

Yuan Baobao looked at her in surprise, mainly because the child in her arms didn't look big, but was so quiet.

"You are..."

She often went to the capital, but this was the first time she saw someone begging with a child.

The key point was that although the woman's clothes were dirty, they were not too torn like the beggars outside.

The woman began to kowtow with the child in her arms, and Yang Yuhuan and Yang Yushu hurriedly stepped forward to support her: "Sister, are you in trouble?"

It can be seen that the person in front of them is not a real beggar, and the accent is different from that of the capital.

The woman raised her head, her eyes full of tears: "This kind-hearted girl, please give him some water and food, my baby is only three months old, he has no food to eat recently, and no milk to give him, my baby is almost starving to death!"

The woman's tears fell, Yuan Baobao hurriedly said: "Big sister, come in and talk!"

Yang Yuhuan and Yang Yushu helped the woman up, and the woman choked.

Prince Wang hurriedly asked someone to bring rice and boiled water. The woman took a sip to test the temperature of the boiled water and carefully fed the child in her arms.

"Is there any sugar? Prepare a bowl of sugar water for the child to drink!" Yang Yuhuan ordered.

Prince Wang hurriedly asked someone to get sugar and scooped a large spoonful into the bowl. The woman hurriedly mixed it and carefully fed the child in her arms.

After the child drank a few sips, he finally made a sound like a kitten, and the woman could no longer hold back her tears.

She knew that as long as her son drank the sugar water, he would not die.

After feeding the child, the woman picked up the bowl, gulped down the remaining water, and then wolfed down the rice.

"I'm sorry, we didn't make any other dishes at noon today. We had spicy crayfish. You're with the child, so it's better not to eat it!"

Yuan Baobao explained, and the woman hurriedly swallowed the food in her mouth, muttering, "Good lady, this is already very good!"

After finishing the last bite of rice, the woman choked and said, "Thank you, lady, thank you, sir!"

The woman was about to kneel down again, but everyone hurriedly stopped her.

"Sister, you don't look like a beggar. You are not from here, right? Why did you come to Beijing alone with your child?"

Yang Yuhuan asked softly. Her voice seemed to comfort the woman. The woman sighed, "I am not a beggar. My family is from Changle."

Yuan Baobao... Changle? Why does it sound familiar?