Song Lan was helpless. She hadn't expected that this person would go so far as to curse her in order to dissuade her from coming to the forest farm while heavily pregnant. Faced with this situation, the only thing she could do was to be an obedient junior.
Anyway, with Qin Yanzheng around, it wouldn't be difficult for him to come to the forest farm on weekends as long as he has time off.
"That's what a good, obedient child should be like."
Fu Wenhan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "But your Uncle Fu didn't curse myself."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "Furthermore, since the founding of the nation, the country has been advocating the elimination of feudal superstitions, so we can't keep uttering any curses or curses on our lips."
Upon hearing this, Song Lan nodded quickly: "Okay!"
Looking at the smile on her face, Fu Wenhan's gaze was exactly like that of someone looking at a younger family member. His eyes were kind, and he said gently:
"Don't work too hard, take good care of yourself and the baby in your womb, and also pay more attention to safety."
"good."
With a smile, Song Lan responded, "Uncle Fu, please take good care of yourself too."
"Um."
Fu Wenhan smiled and nodded.
Half an hour later.
"I'm off now, goodbye Uncle Fu!"
"goodbye!"
After watching Song Lan walk away, Fu Wenhan turned away and went back into the house.
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After leaving the forest farm, Song Lan followed the same route she had taken, which was to take the shortcut down the mountain as usual.
Seeing that no one was around, she put the empty travel bag back into her spatial storage.
It should be noted that Song Lan had already put the things she wanted to bring for Fu Wenhan into her spatial storage before leaving home this morning, and that she had also put them into her storage space before visiting Xiao Yu's family and Elder Shen.
She deliberately avoided mentioning her trip to the forest farm to Song Sanhe and his wife, because she was afraid that her parents would prevent her from going because of her pregnancy.
"Are you all doing well?"
With her internal strength and good health, Song Lan didn't take long to travel to and from the forest.
As she stepped into the courtyard, she heard Li Jumei's voice and couldn't help but smile as she replied, "Yes, everything is fine!" Song Lan knew that Li Jumei was asking about Xiao Yu's family and Old Shen and the others, unaware that she had already made a round trip from the forest farm.
Lunch was noodles with minced meat sauce.
"Sister, would you like to have another bowl?"
Seeing that Song Lan had eaten two bowls of noodles, but only two bites of each, Song Guoqing felt that Song Lan was eating too little and couldn't help but say something.
"I'll be stuffed if I eat any more."
The implication is that they have already eaten their fill.
Song Lan put down her chopsticks, but Feng Yuanyuan continued Song Guoqing's words, "You're pregnant now, how can you possibly feel full after eating so little?!"
"Little sister, your sister-in-law is right, let's get two more couples."
Song Qingbin also advised Song Lan to eat more.
"I'm at home, and I definitely won't put down my chopsticks if I'm not full. Brother, you and sister-in-law, please don't try to persuade me, otherwise I'll definitely keep eating!"
Hearing what Song Lan said, Song Qingbin and Feng Yuanyuan had no choice but to give up.
"You must have a tiny appetite!"
Li Jumei suddenly spoke up, and upon hearing this, Song Lan laughed: "Mom, the little bird doesn't eat as much as I do."
As soon as she finished speaking, laughter erupted in the main room.
"As soon as you came back today, you disappeared before your sister-in-law and I even came out of the house. We finally got back just in time for dinner."
Now that we finally have some free time, your sister-in-law and I will come to congratulate you. You must take good care of yourself and my little nephew in the days to come!
This is Song Qingbin's voice.
Before Song Lan could respond, Feng Yuanyuan added, "Yes, little sister, congratulations on your pregnancy. You need to be careful before giving birth, eat well and rest well, and you'll definitely give birth to a beautiful little baby."
"Sister, I also want to offer my congratulations."
Song Guoqing said with a smile, "You and my brother-in-law are both handsome and beautiful, and very smart. When my nephew is born, he will definitely be a divine baby, both smart and adorable."
"Our baby's uncle is so eloquent!"
Song Lan's eyes curved like a crescent moon. Being praised by her and stared at without looking away made Song Guoqing feel embarrassed. He scratched his head and said somewhat awkwardly, "Sister, please don't tease me. It makes me feel really embarrassed."
Upon hearing this, not only Song Lan burst out laughing, but everyone else in the main room also laughed.
“If we keep laughing, my little brother might have to get up and run back to his room to hide.”
Seeing that Song Guoqing's face was getting redder and redder and that he looked very uncomfortable, Feng Yuanyuan couldn't help but make a joke.
"Sister-in-law, I'm not as thin-skinned as you say."
Song Guoqing is stubborn.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the laughter in the main room not only did not disappear, but became even louder than before.
Seeing this, Song Guoqing simply gave up and let his family laugh at him, while he acted as if nothing had happened and started clearing the table.
"Little brother, let me do it."
Feng Yuanyuan stopped laughing and hurriedly went to take the bowl and chopsticks from Song Guoqing's hands, but Song Guoqing quickly dodged her, saying, "Sister-in-law, rest, I'll take care of it."
"My younger brother and I went to wash the dishes."
Song Qingbin stood up and helped Song Guoqing tidy up.
"Yuanyuan, please sit down. We only have a few sets of bowls and chopsticks. The eldest son and Guoqing will be able to clean up in a little while."
Seeing that Feng Yuanyuan wanted to follow Song Qingbin and Song Guoqing to the kitchen, Li Jumei couldn't help but say something.
"Sister-in-law, listen to Mom, you sit down. It's just washing pots and dishes, my older brother and younger brother can do it."
Song Lan smiled and looked at Feng Yuanyuan, her voice clear and gentle: "When I get home from get off work, as long as Boyan and the others see me, they will come into the kitchen to help me. After dinner, I don't need to say anything. They will clean up the dishes and go to the kitchen to wash them. I don't think there's anything wrong with that."
"What about my brother-in-law? Did he go into the kitchen?"
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