At the washing ceremony, the guests were overflowing, which was a rare lively scene in Luoyang City in recent years.
The water outside the gate of the Quan Mansion was impassable, and the alleys that were quite wide were blocked by cars and horses, and the flow of people was surging.
Relatives and friends, old friends, and neighbors are here, in other words, the entire Ancongfang people are also here.
Fang Zheng was sweating profusely on a large rock, trying to maintain order: "Folks, folks!
It's a great thing that Lord Quan has a pair of twins, let's leave as soon as we are lively, don't be surprised to recuperate!
” The people below responded noisily: "Don't worry, my lord, it's just lively." ” Even if they can't get through the door, it's good to be happy outside.
Those who can watch the ceremony are all close friends and relatives who have received the post of the right government.
Those who can enter the main house where Fang Jinshu is recuperating are all close relatives.
Si Lansheng sat at the head of the bed and talked to her, and Quan Lu asked her softly how she was recovering.
Qiao Tongxuan, Wu Yunqing also came, and Chen Wansu, Fang Mudi and others, who had not been seen for a long time, sat in a room full of people.
Seeing such a lively scene, Quan Yiting was very happy to bounce around the room.
Brother Ming hid behind Si Lansheng and looked at the fourth aunt curiously.
Fang Jinhui is still sitting in Xiaoyuezi, even if she has the heart, she can't come.
Listening to the excitement outside, Si Lansheng sighed with emotion: "It's really lively today. ” She had participated in many baptisms, and this time she was the most crowded.
Without him, they all want to touch the auspicious wishes of the dragon and phoenix fetus.
After a while, the midwife and the nurse took back the two children who had been washed and placed them beside Fang Jinshu.
It was only the third day of birth, and the two children had not changed in size, but their appearance was no longer wrinkled, and they had grown a lot.
Wei Jing was already able to open her eyes, and her black eyes were particularly cute.
Wei Pu didn't open his eyes yet, put his small fist next to his head, and slept soundly.
Obviously they are two identical villains, but at this time, they seem to have two completely different personalities.
After a day of excitement, the guests dispersed, and the Quanfu returned to calm.
Mama Hua brought a nurse up and said, "Madam, the nurse brought over by the eldest lady of the Fang family today, Tian." ” Even if they were sent by Si Lansheng, they must have already been screened.
Mama Hua checked her hands and feet and other physical conditions, and brought her to see her master if there was nothing unusual.
"Call Zeng, too."
Fang Jinshu commanded.
With two nurses, it is necessary to decide who is responsible for which little master.
Nursing mothers are not only as simple as breastfeeding, but also accompany the children to grow up and take care of daily life.
The Tian family and the Zeng family both came to the front, and Fang Jinshu asked, "Tell me about the two of you first, who do you want to take care of?"
” Because Tian had just arrived, and before she had time to feed the milk, she bent her knees and said, "Madam, please say it first." ” "Madam, being able to take care of the little master is the blessing that the servant cultivated in his previous life.
Where is a person like a servant qualified to pick a little master?
Please also ask Madame to command. ” Fang Jinshu nodded with satisfaction: "Since this is the case, let the child choose." ” The two glanced at each other, the little master had just been born for three days, what did he know?
Let them choose, how to choose?
Fang Jinshu's method is very simple, let the two of them take turns to hold the two children, and whoever stays in someone's arms for a long time will take care of them.
In the end, Wei Jing chose Tian's and Wei Pu chose Zeng's.
A pair of children were added to the family, and suddenly it became lively.
Fang Jinshu wants to be confined, and the affairs of the back house will be handed over to Mama Hua to take care of as usual, and if she can't call the shots, she will go back and forth to Fang Jinshu.
The outer courtyard was handed over to Haifeng. are all old people who are used to it, and Fang Jinshu has been sitting exceptionally smoothly this month.
Out of confinement, her face is still as plump as the moon, but her waist has been significantly slimmed.
The original curvaceous posture is more and more like a ripe peach, which makes people reverie. took a good hot bath and washed away the dirt of the past month, Fang Jinshu only felt that his whole body was lighter.
Fang Zhi massaged her body with balm, and changed into a pomegranate red home-style dress, which made her complexion more and more moist and translucent, as if she would pinch out the water with a slight pinch.
Compared with the marriage meeting, Fang Jinshu at this time has a plump feminine style.
"Help me out for a walk." finally got out of confinement, and Fang Jinshu couldn't wait to go out to breathe fresh air.
After being stuffy in the room for so long, I just felt that my whole body was about to become moldy.
"The sun is drying outside, and Madame's skin is finally white, but you can't do it like this anymore."
Mama Hua was so talkative that she finally persuaded her to go out to the yard at dusk.
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In the garden, it is already the height of summer.
On the tall pomegranate trees, pomegranate flowers as red as fire, dotted among the emerald green leaves, are very pleasant.
In the air, the fragrance of jasmine is heard.
The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the canopy of trees into the courtyard, casting a golden glow over the landscape.
Fang Jinshu walked to the swing frame that Quan Moxian made for her, and found that the honeysuckle planted in the spring had climbed all over the swing frame.
Among the soft vines, patches of green flutter in the breeze.
A small honeysuckle, hiding in the green leaves, revealing white stamens.
"Madame, would you like to sit down for a while?"
Song Yue looked at Fang Jinshu's gaze and asked.
Mama Hua instructed that the lady had just come out of confinement and should move around as little as possible.
Fang Jinshu nodded, Song Yue helped her over, Fang Zhi walked a few steps quickly, and put a brocade mat on the swing frame.
Sitting on the swing frame, with the fragrance of honeysuckle at the end of his nose and a beautiful scenery in front of him, Fang Jinshu's heart was unprecedentedly peaceful.
After a few moments, two men, one large and one small, appeared in her sight.
It was the little Quan Yiting holding Quan Moxian's hand, and the two of them looked at her, both of them smiled, and walked towards her quickly.
It was night, Quan Moxian hugged her, her snort was hot, and it was difficult to suppress it.
His big palm reached into her hair, and he sighed in a dumb voice: "Girl, you are getting more and more beautiful."
You, can you?
” Fang Jinshu nodded shyly and quietly clasped his waist. conceived in October, Quan Moxian restrained in October.
Although, Su Liangzhi told him that there were months when he had no trouble having sex.
However, this is her first child, and Quan Moxian is unwilling to take any risks and endures it for life.
Coupled with Fang Jinshu's confinement, the two have not been intimate for more than half a year.
Being held by a man like this, Fang Jinshu was emotional.
She also has some thoughts.
After a long time, the two bodies longed for each other like fire.
This night, the chess opponent shook the mountains, and Yanyue, who was on duty at night, ran several times to get hot water in the kitchen.
Mama Hua glanced at the main room and stopped with a smile.
Today, Fang Jinshu is out of confinement, and she arranged for two nurses to take the little master to the wing room early in the morning to rest, which is expected of this situation.
The relationship between the master and the son is still so good, and she, who is a teaching mother, sees it in her eyes and is happy in her heart.
's own master, can be regarded as marrying the right person.