"Husband."
"Husband."
Hua Fushu hooked Ye Zelin's neck, pulled his head down, and pecked him gently, "Don't be angry."
Ye Zelin was only annoyed for a moment, but his anger soon subsided. How could he bear to be angry with a stranger?
He hugged Hua Fushu's waist tightly, as if he wanted to rub it into her bones, and kissed her delicate lips, just a light taste.
He picked up Hua Fushu horizontally and walked towards the couch.
The next day, Hua Fushu took Nanxing out, each carrying a hoe, and bought a thin coffin at the coffin shop, and then went straight to the mass grave.
The mass grave was outside the city. Hua Fushu and Nanxing took more than an hour to reach it.
The surrounding area was overgrown with weeds and shrubs that were half a meter high, growing one after another.
The stench was overwhelming and disgusting, and corpses were everywhere.
The two covered their faces with deodorizing towels and searched for a long time before they found a corpse covered with corpse spots and blood.
It’s the snow hairpin.
The two men placed the body in a thin coffin, sealed it with nails, found a quiet place nearby with birds singing, dug a hole, and buried the body.
Nan Xing was burying the soil while complaining, "Master, next time don't ask me to bury the dead with you."
Hua Fushu had just finished writing the last word on the tombstone. She picked up the brush and glanced at Nanxing, "You still want to bury me next time? There won't be so many bodies for you to bury."
"It would be best if there isn't a next time. This girl's body stinks. No, I'll have to take seven or eight showers to clean it up when I get home."
Hua Fushu ignored Nanxing and erected the tombstone.
Nanxing filled the grave with soil and threw the hoe aside. He sat on the weeds and panted lightly. He was so tired.
He smelled the smell on his body and instantly frowned into a bitter face, full of disgust.
Hua Fushu lit the incense and placed it in the candlelight, burning paper money while chanting, "Xue Chai, you are a good girl. Please accept the paper money I burned for you. Your princess is a good mistress. She can't come to collect your body, so she asked my Xiao Si to collect your body. You died innocently in this life, which is really pitiful. In the next life, you will surely be reborn into a good family and live a life of wealth and peace."
When the two returned home, Nanxing took a shower and changed clothes. She washed three or four times and used a lot of bath beans to scrub. Finally, she changed into clean and refreshing clothes before she was satisfied.
Hua Fushu was not as exaggerated as Nanxing. After washing, she changed into a primrose-colored double-breasted skirt. She sat on the couch and let Ren Sanqiao wipe her wet hair.
"Qiao'er, didn't mother say a few days ago that General Hu's mansion would hold a hundred-day banquet?" Hua Fushu suddenly remembered that Madam Ouyang had mentioned the hundred-day banquet.
Sanqiao said, "General Hu's family has a grandson, and the wife of the Hu family sent a letter to Madam, inviting her to a hundred-day banquet."
Hua Fushu asked, "When is the Hu family's hundred-day banquet?"
"Eleven." Sanqiao replied.
Hua Fushu said calmly, "Go back to Rongliyuan and tell my mother that I will go with her to the Hu family's hundred-day banquet."
Sanqiao was slightly startled, "Miss, you didn't like to go to banquets before."
Hua Fushu said, "The past is the past. Now we can't do things as we used to. My eldest sister-in-law is in advanced pregnancy and has difficulty moving. If it's not my mother who has to go, then I will have to take care of the banquets and social interactions."
Speaking of Dugu Lanxi, Sanqiao asked again: "Miss, is Madam Dugu's due date approaching?"
Hua Fushu calculated Dugu Lanxi's due date and nodded, "Sister-in-law got pregnant last June, so the due date is probably in early April."
Sanqiao wiped Hua Fushu's hair until it was dry, and then picked up a peach wood carved comb beside her with her small hands to comb Hua Fushu's messy long hair.
She moved very gently, fearing that she would use too much force and hurt her girl.
Sanqiao's hands are very white, and her lush hair becomes very soft, black and shiny after her care.
"Yesterday, Sister Liuzhi came to chat with me. She said that Madam Dugu had prepared a lot of clothes for the unborn little prince. There were silk and cotton clothes in many colors, such as lake blue, dark blue, royal blue, lake green, etc. Miss, do you think Madam Dugu is pregnant with a little prince?"
Hua Fushu tilted his head to look at Sanqiao, "Did Liuzhi ask you to ask me if the baby in my sister-in-law's belly is a boy or a girl?"
Sanqiao's eyes flashed with a gleam of light. She moved closer to sit next to Hua Fushu and asked, "Young lady, you can tell whether the baby in Madam Dugu's belly is a boy or a girl, right?"
Yesterday, Liuzhi came to chat with her and gave her a box of moisturizing and beauty cream, and asked her to ask her daughter about the gender of the child in the Lonely Lady's belly.
Her daughter is a famous doctor on the medical list and the closed disciple of the Lord of Lanling City. She is well versed in gynecology and obstetrics, can treat female infertility, and can deliver babies. Diagnosing the sex of the fetus should not be a big deal, as long as she can diagnose it.
Hua Fushu gently pinched Sanqiao's cheek, revealing a serious smile that was not pretty at all, "I don't know, your girl doesn't have such amazing abilities."
In fact, she can roughly determine the gender of the fetus through the pregnant woman's pulse.
The accuracy rate is not high, only about 70% to 80%.
A few months ago, she diagnosed the gender of Dugu Lanxi's unborn baby.
But she has her own principles, what to say and what not to say.
A few years ago, she witnessed the tragedy of a pregnant woman.
The woman wanted to have a son very much, but when she was pregnant with her last child, the doctor told her she was having a daughter. Because she had already given birth to several daughters and didn't want another one, she took an abortion drug, which resulted in two deaths.
Since then, Hua Fushu secretly vowed not to reveal the gender of the fetus easily.
When Dugu Lanxi asked whether the child was a boy or a girl, she could only say that she couldn't make a diagnosis.
Dugu Lanxi had suffered a serious injury, so it was difficult for her to get pregnant, and it was especially difficult for her to have a child.
It was rare for her to get pregnant, so she naturally hoped it would be a son.
Hua Fushu also thought about telling Dugu Lanxi the gender of the baby in her belly, but Dugu Lanxi's health was not very good and she was not suitable for extreme joy or sorrow. Out of consideration for Dugu Lanxi's health, she did not tell her.
Sanqiao didn't believe it. She knew how superb Hua Fushu's medical skills were. She didn't believe that Hua Fushu couldn't diagnose whether Lady Dugu was pregnant with a boy or a girl.
She hugged Hua Fushu's arm and said flatteringly, "Miss, you must have figured it out, right? Just tell Qiao'er, okay?"
Hua Fushu put his palm on Sanqiao's face and said, "Not good."
Sanqiao took away the slap that Hua Fushu had placed on her face and said, "I understand."
Lady Dugu really hopes to give birth to a boy. If Lady Dugu is really pregnant with a boy, telling her will probably make her even happier.
But her daughter said it was not sure, maybe Lady Dugu was pregnant with a little girl?
If I tell Madam Dugu that she is pregnant with a little girl, and she wants a son so much, what if she gets a miscarriage when she finds out?
Sanqiao thought that her girl was more thoughtful, as Lady Dugu's body could not withstand the blow now.
The girl said she didn’t know, so she didn’t know either, so just tell Sister Liuzhi.
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