Chapter 61: Father, we must listen to the doctor
Since arriving in Lin'an County, Si Yao has become busy.
Every day when Fang Zhiyue woke up, she was no longer by his side. She went out early and came back late.
Even Shi Qi disappeared with her, and no one knew what these two were busy with.
Perhaps because he was afraid that he would be bored staying alone in the backyard of the government office, Si Yao hired two men to serve Fang Zhiyue.
One was older and already a father of two, while the other was sixteen or seventeen years old and had a lively and cheerful personality.
Both of them are local residents of Lin'an County and are very simple people.
Seeing that Fang Zhiyue was pregnant, she took great care of him and told him many local customs and habits of Lin'an County.
"My dear, you've been stuck in the house all day. Why don't you go out for a walk? It's a nice day today."
Xiaohu cleaned the table swiftly and asked Fang Zhiyue who was sitting on the chair with a smile on his face.
Although he is young, he is a good worker and very strong.
"Yes, my dear, why don't you go out for a walk? It's not good to stay indoors all day when you're pregnant. A little movement will be good for both you and the baby."
The older man sitting on the stool at the door echoed him.
There was a bamboo basket on his legs, with balls of thread in it. He was slowly embroidering a tiger-head shoe in his hand.
Everyone who knows him calls him Uncle Wen.
Fang Zhiyue couldn't stand the persuasion of the two people and finally stood up.
Uncle Wen saw this and quickly said to Xiaohu, "Brother Tiger, you stay with my husband and take good care of him."
"Don't worry, Uncle Wen."
Xiaohu responded immediately, and said with a chuckle, "I will definitely follow you closely."
The two men left the house, walked around the yard, and then left the yamen through the back door.
Behind their courtyard was a market. Although it wasn't very busy and there weren't many people coming and going, there were shops and small vendors on both sides of the market. Food, clothing, housing, and transportation were all included.
Fang Zhiyue walked and stopped, observing both sides.
Xiaohu was beside him and introduced him from time to time:
"My dear, the buns in this bun shop are delicious. You can try them when you have time."
"This shop's ready-made clothes have very new patterns. I heard they are the most fashionable styles in Yunzhou City. The boys love them very much."
"Oh, there's this place too. Their dried fruits are a specialty of Lin'an. They're sour and sweet, even better than candied fruit."
Xiaohu's home is in Lin'an County, so he is familiar with every street in Lin'an County.
The two of them walked around for a long time without realizing it.
It was just past noon when we left, and it was almost dusk when we returned.
Fang Zhiyue returned to the backyard of the yamen in the twilight.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I came in, I saw Si Yao standing in the yard, wearing a green official uniform.
"Where did you go?"
She waved to Fang Zhiyue.
She stood there tall and graceful, with a faint golden glow on her pretty face.
When Fang Zhiyue saw her, his eyes lit up slightly, "Sister Yao..."
I unconsciously quickened my pace and walked over.
Xiaohu, who was following behind him, did not move forward. He lowered his head stiffly and did not dare to look forward.
I don’t know what’s going on.
Their new county magistrate was obviously good-looking and gentle, but he couldn't help feeling nervous and scared every time he saw her.
He also secretly mentioned this matter to Uncle Wen.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Wen had the same idea as him, and was always a little afraid when facing the county magistrate.
When Fang Zhiyue came to her side, Si Yao immediately held his hand.
She lowered her voice and called softly, "Little Father, do you miss me?"
She has been busy with official duties these days, and Tong Fang Zhiyue has less and less time to be alone.
I finally managed to find some free time today, so I rushed to the backyard to look for him.
"You, don't talk nonsense..."
Fang Zhiyue immediately glanced at Xiaohu behind him.
He lowered his head and didn't pay attention to them.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He glared at me slightly and said, "Didn't I tell you not to call me little father in front of outsiders?"
If Xiaohu and Uncle Wen heard it.
I'm afraid I'm overthinking it.
Si Yao raised an eyebrow and pulled him into the house without saying a word.
Until they entered the room and were the only two left.
She spoke again: "Little Father doesn't allow me to shout like this, and he doesn't tell me what to shout. Is Little Father deliberately making things difficult for me?"
"You, you can call me cousin..."
Fang Zhiyue said in a low voice.
It had been a long time since he had been alone like this, and when facing Si Yao, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Si Yao pulled him to sit on the chair and held him on his body.
She placed her palm on his now much bigger belly. "But I still like to call you little father. What if I don't like to call you cousin? I haven't been close to little father for such a long time. Doesn't he miss me? Is the baby in your belly making any noise? Didn't you say she kicked you the other day?"
She put her arm around his waist and lowered her head to kiss the corner of his lips.
Fang Zhiyue's shoulders trembled instantly, and his legs went limp in a second.
He couldn't bear it even after she touched him lightly...
After Si Yao noticed his strangeness, he pulled his lips away slightly and looked down at him: "What's wrong, little father?"
Fang Zhiyue gritted his teeth, shook his head, and said calmly, "I'm fine."
I don't know what happened to his body recently, but it has become very sensitive.
Si Yao just touched him lightly, and he couldn't bear it.
Fortunately, she has been very busy these days and has not noticed anything unusual about him.
"Are you really okay?"
Si Yao narrowed his eyes slightly.
A faint light flashed across his eyes.
The palm on his waist suddenly moved to his waist and began to knead it gently.
This is Fang Zhiyue's most sensitive part besides the earlobe.
Almost the moment Si Yao placed his hand on him, half of his body went limp and he let out a short scream.
"Sister Yao!"
"What's wrong, little father? I just pinched you, why is there such a big reaction?"
Si Yao spoke slowly.
The rebellious hand still did not leave.
Fang Zhiyue couldn't bear it any longer and climbed onto her shoulders with his hands. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He pursed his lips and shook his head.
He begged for mercy awkwardly: "...Sister Yao, stop, don't do this..."
"Father, tell me clearly, when did you become like this?"
She deliberately leaned forward to make the two of them closer.
Fang Zhiyue's body was trembling, and she was sweating all over in just a moment. Her little face was as red as the sunset glow.
His lips were slightly parted, revealing a small section of his tongue.
Trying to keep her voice steady, she said, "I, I don't know, it just started to get weird lately. Sister Yao, I feel so bad, please stop..."
There was a cry in his voice unconsciously.
Si Yao finally showed mercy and let go of his hand, withdrawing it from his waist.
She reached out and brushed aside his sweaty hair, then touched his rosy face. "I'll find a doctor to come and see you later, okay?"
Fang Zhiyue wanted to refuse——
Si Yao had already blocked his lips in advance.
The ambiguous sound of lips and teeth entwining echoed in the house for a long time.
Si Yao didn't let him go until Fang Zhiyue started crying.
Panting lightly, she talked to him about business, "Tomorrow, several husbands from gentry families will come to visit. They are all men, so it is not convenient for me to show up. I have to trouble you, my father, to entertain them."
"I?"
Fang Zhiyue was a little surprised.
You can see that he is a little nervous.
Si Yao said in a gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, little father. You are the county magistrate's husband, and I have your back. When they come tomorrow, just talk to them for a while."
"I'll leave it to you, little father..."
"So, is there anything I need to pay attention to?"
Fang Zhiyue asked in a low voice.
Si Yao chuckled when he heard this: "Little father, don't pay attention to anything. Just say whatever you want to say. Just accept the gifts they give you. It's up to you."
"good…"
Fang Zhiyue nodded.
Even after hearing her say this, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
After dinner, Si Yao went out for a while and came back with a doctor behind him.
Fang Zhiyue couldn't persuade her and asked the doctor to take her pulse.
After hearing what the doctor said, her little face turned red.
"I'm pregnant... I'm sensitive... I need comfort... but not too much..."
The more he listened, the more ashamed he felt.
Si Yao looked thoughtful and nodded very seriously.
After sending the doctor away, she returned to her room.
Seeing Fang Zhiyue hiding under the quilt and not daring to come out, he couldn't help but chuckle: "Aren't you bored, little father? Why are you shy? You heard what the doctor said. This is good for the child..."
She walked over and pulled the covers off his head.
A rosy little face was revealed, flashing shyly under the candlelight.
Si Yao completely stripped the quilt off him and hugged him.
She lowered her voice and said, "Let's just listen to the doctor tonight, okay? I know my father misses me too..."
"Tomorrow, I have to meet someone."
Fang Zhiyue sat on her lap and whispered.
"Don't worry, I won't go too far..."
Si Yao promised.
Then he was stripped clean and placed on the soft blanket.
As soon as the candle flame was blown out, he followed it onto the bed.
The night was hazy and the room was pitch black. Si Yao held Fang Zhiyue's waist and let him sit on her.
The sweat on his forehead kept dripping down.
The veins on the back of her hands were bulging, and the muscles in her arms were tense, revealing beautiful lines.
Fang Zhiyue held his stomach with both hands and tilted his head back.
His breathing was gasping, and his back tensed from time to time.
Maintaining this posture for a long time caused great discomfort in his waist.
Finally, she couldn't help but beg for mercy: "Yao, Sister Yao, it's enough, my waist is so sore... the child is not feeling well..."
Si Yaorong's face was unclear in the dark.
Only a pair of deep eyes flashed with eager light.
She suddenly hugged him and put him on the soft quilt, stuffed a soft pillow under his waist, and covered him again.
Fang Zhiyue hugged her neck helplessly.
Before he could catch his breath, his eyes widened again.
"Well--"
He was trembling, and his stimulated brain froze for a few seconds.
After coming back to his senses, Si Yao covered his mouth that was about to scream.
The long tongue pressed into the teeth and swept around.
The night passed in a daze, and Fang Zhiyue didn't even know when he fell asleep.
All I knew was that when I opened my eyes again, it was already bright outside.
He supported himself with his arms and slowly sat up.
As soon as the quilt slipped off his body, all the spots were exposed to the air.
Except for the little face, it is white and clean.
There were red marks left by Si Yao everywhere.
This shows how crazy last night was.
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