Chapter 115 If Line: If Song Jinhe is Reborn (4)
Song Jinhe took her son out.
The carriage headed straight for the bustling and noisy street.
Sitting in the carriage, Song Jinhe looked at the streets outside the carriage where shops were lined up and people were coming and going.
Jinzhi, who was accompanying the carriage, pointed to a place not far away and whispered, "Madam, that is the wife of Mr. Su."
Song Jinhe followed the direction of Jinzhi's finger and saw the woman getting out of the carriage with the help of a maid.
The woman was wearing a crimson-purple satin brocade dress embroidered with butterflies and had her hair tied up in a high bun.
Although there was some distance between them, Song Jinhe could still see the woman's profile clearly.
The beautiful face of my daughter-in-law in my previous life immediately appeared in my mind.
Sure enough, the mother and daughter have very similar eyebrows and eyes.
Now Su Chengyi has been promoted by the emperor to be a Hanlin scholar, and is preparing to host a banquet for guests in his mansion.
Zhu Qinghan, as Su Chengyi's wife, is now seven months pregnant, but she still went out in person to select gifts for the noble ladies at the banquet.
Although she was wearing a loose dress, her bulging belly was still visible.
Song Jinhe frowned slightly. She was about to give birth in a few months and yet she was still running around like this.
She clearly remembered that her mother-in-law had suffered heavy bleeding during childbirth. Although she survived, she was seriously injured and her health was not as good as before.
No one knew what happened in between, but Zhu Qinghan secretly sent the newborn baby away, making the Su family think that the baby was stolen.
Not long after, Zhu Qinghan died of illness.
Song Jinhe guessed that after giving birth, Zhu Qinghan discovered Su Chengyi's true face, which made her heartbroken and angry. Knowing that her body was almost exhausted, she tried every means to send Yun Fu's child to Yun Xiazi to raise.
Less than two years after Zhu Qinghan passed away, Su Chengyi married Qin Shulan, the daughter of Qin Taifu.
With the help of Qin Taifu, Su Chengyi was promoted all the way and soon became the prime minister.
The entry point now lies in Su Chengyi.
Uncover his hypocritical face and let Zhu Qinghan escape from the sea of suffering as soon as possible. Don't waste any time on such people and become a stepping stone for such people on the road to officialdom.
Song Jinhe came out today just to meet Zhu Qinghan and create an encounter so that they can better carry out the next plan after getting to know each other.
Zhu Qinghan was selecting the finest jade materials in Manyutang, preparing to make a few sets of head ornaments to give to the wives of several high-ranking officials at the banquet.
Manyutang is a shop under the name of Zhu Qinghan.
When she left Nanling and came to the capital, in order to better help her husband, she immediately bought several shops and invested almost all her wealth in these shops.
With his keen business acumen, the shops under his name gradually became famous in Beijing.
Money makes money, interest makes interest, and a lot of assets have been accumulated.
Now that her husband needs her help, Zhu Qinghan naturally helps him without hesitation.
After looking at the jade material, Zhu Qinghan went to Xiaolou and saw a little ball with red lips and white teeth at the foot of the stairs.
The little girl looked to be about four or five years old. She was wearing a pomegranate red cloud satin brocade robe embroidered with a phoenix pattern. Her hair was tied up with black and red silk, and she wore a gold and jade necklace around her neck. A jade pendant carved from purple jade hung around her waist.
The whole person is like a boy under the Bodhisattva's seat, so beautiful and cute.
Zhu Qinghan has always liked good-looking things. Now that she is pregnant, she can't move her feet when she sees such a beautiful and cute child.
Wei Rong noticed someone was looking at him, frowned slightly, turned around and saw a beautiful woman looking at him in amazement.
When he saw the woman's bulging belly, Wei Rong tilted his head with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
After lowering his head to think for a moment, Wei Rong walked towards the woman.
Zhu Qinghan looked at the pretty and cute little Dumpling walking towards her, and her heart moved.
Wei Rong came up to the woman and pointed at her bulging belly, his eyes full of curiosity.
"Is there a baby in your belly?"
A soft and sweet voice with a few hints of clear and pleasant sound came, making Zhu Qinghan hear as if he could hear the sound of ripples in a spring.
Facing the question from such a cute little girl, Zhu Qinghan smiled and said, "Yes, I have a baby."
The curiosity in Wei Rong's eyes grew stronger, and he asked tentatively, "Excuse me, can I touch it?"
Faced with the request from the cute little dumpling, Zhu Qinghan naturally did not refuse.
After getting permission, Wei Rong stretched out her little hand and gently touched the bulging belly.
Just as I was about to withdraw my hand, it felt like something kicked it.
Wei Rong's eyes widened, and he quickly retracted his hand, his face full of disbelief, "Why did it kick me?"
Zhu Qinghan also felt it. When the child touched her belly just now, the baby, who had rarely moved, suddenly kicked her belly.
The kick was quite powerful, causing Zhu Qinghan to frown and quickly touch her belly to comfort her unborn child.
Just as he was about to explain to the shocked little dumpling in front of him, he heard a voice coming from not far away.
"Zi Yang, please don't be rude. Apologize to this lady quickly."
When Wei Rong saw his mother, he thought that his behavior just now was indeed inappropriate.
He held up his little hands and apologized in a baby voice.
"I'm sorry, I was rude just now."
This cute little look really touched Zhu Qinghan.
"Nothing, this little guy in my belly likes you very much~"
Song Jinhe walked forward and rubbed his son's little head. Then, looking at the bright-faced woman in front of him, he said softly, "The child is ignorant and frightened Madam."
Zhu Qinghan looked at the woman in front of him who was dressed in extraordinary clothes and had an extraordinary demeanor, and guessed that the person in front of him was of extraordinary identity.
He shook his head slightly with a smile on his face, "Madam, you are too kind. Your child is so adorable that I couldn't take my eyes off him for a long time."
The two women, one plump and bright, the other with a cool and elegant temperament, plus a delicate and exquisite little girl, are particularly pleasing to the eye standing together.
Zhu Qinghan chatted casually with the woman in front of her and found that she was very well-spoken and did not have the arrogance and contempt of those noble ladies she had seen.
Upon learning that she came to Manyutang to choose jewelry, Zhu Qinghan asked the shopkeeper to take out two sets of head ornaments that the master had just delivered.
One set is made of purple jade, and the other set is made of kingfisher feathers.
"Madam and I hit it off right away. Consider these two sets a welcome gift to Madam. Please don't refuse."
Seeing the woman buying two sets of valuable head ornaments at once, Song Jinhe felt even more sorry for Zhu Qinghan in his previous life.
Before leaving, Zhu Qinghan asked the shopkeeper to get a set of nine-curve exquisite locks made of blood jade and gave them to the delicate little dumpling.
On the carriage back home, Wei Rong fiddled with the exquisite lock in his hand, and it was obvious that he liked this toy very much.
Song Jinhe couldn't help but ask, "You usually don't like people staring at you, so why did you take the initiative to talk to that lady today?"
Wei Rong thought for a moment after hearing his mother's question, then answered seriously, "I'm just curious. When I was in your womb, was you the same as this lady?"
Song Jinhe didn't expect the reason to be this.
She raised her hand, smiled and nodded, "Yes, all mothers in the world are like this."
Hearing his mother's answer, Wei Rong's face wrinkled up and he immediately threw himself into his mother's arms.
Song Jinhe was startled by the little guy's actions, and soon, a muffled voice came from his arms.
"Being a mother is so hard."
These words were like a stone thrown into Song Jinhe's heart, and she hugged the child in her arms tightly.
My heart is so warm.
"With a good child like Ziyang, mother doesn't feel any hardship at all."
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