books44 Chapter 357 Whose child do you want to have?
Chapter 357 Whose child do you want to have?
As he was speaking, Huaichuan had already caught up with him.
Bai Huahua almost glared at him so hard that his skin peeled off.
When Nanshan saw him coming, he handed him the basket and said naturally, "Wash the soft hair on it with lye water."
Then he personally supported Yao Jia and walked towards Ruyi Tower.
Bai Huahua followed behind the two of them, not knowing if it was a psychological effect. Although Mr. Nanshan was knowledgeable, had extraordinary foresight and insight, and was friendly, harmless and polite to others, when he saw Nanshan, he somehow felt uneasy and fearful.
But the other party is a guest, and he came specifically for Yao Jia, so he has to follow him with a smile on his face.
After instructing Qingzhu to serve in the tea shop, he sat with him for a while. When he saw Huaichuan coming in with washed peaches, he quickly left under the pretext of sorting out affairs in the mansion.
Yao Jia couldn't wait to pick up a peach and took a bite. The sweet juice instantly filled her mouth. The satisfaction and happiness she felt were beyond words.
"It's really sweet. This is the most delicious peach I've ever eaten. By the way, sir, now is not the season for peaches to ripen. How did your friend grow such early and delicious peaches?"
Nanshan said casually: "The mountain man has his own clever plan."
Yao Jia snorted, "Still keeping me in suspense."
I didn't think much about it and ate two in a row before I suppressed my craving.
After eating the peaches, Yao Jia’s appetite was whetted, and she suddenly felt hungry again.
It was almost time for lunch, so Yao Jia invited Nanshan to have lunch at her house.
"Anyway, you will cook it yourself when you go back, so why not try Huaichuan's cooking? I had the pork ribs braised rice at your place last time, and I asked Huaichuan to try making it a few times after I came back. It tasted good, but it couldn't be as delicious as what you made back then..."
Yao Jia said this with a regretful expression on her face.
Nanshan couldn't help but chuckle, "I think you want to eat the pork ribs stewed with rice that I made myself."
Yao Jia was speechless, he had guessed all this.
He scratched his head and said, "I didn't want to eat this, but when I saw you, sir, I wanted to eat it."
Nanshan looked at her lovingly, stood up and asked Huaichuan where the kitchen was, and Huaichuan immediately led the way.
The three of them entered the kitchen in the backyard, where the servants had already prepared some of the ingredients for lunch.
Yao Jia stood aside, looking at the two busy people with curiosity.
While cooking, Nanshan taught Huaichuan the steps and precautions of making pork ribs stewed with rice. Huaichuan listened carefully and nodded from time to time to take notes.
The kitchen is filled with the mixed aroma of meat and rice noodles, which makes people salivate.
After Yaojia became pregnant, Shuanghua and Mingjue would come back home to have lunch with her.
Huaichuan fried a few other dishes as side dishes. As there was a lot of smoke in the kitchen, he suggested that Nanshan accompany Yaojia to take a walk in the garden.
The two of them strolled through the carefully maintained gardens in the mansion.
In spring, everything comes back to life, and hundreds of flowers bloom in the garden. The air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and the freshness of soil, which is intertwined with the sweetness of peaches, making people feel relaxed and happy.
"Sir, you are so good at fortune-telling, can you... um... help me figure out whose child the baby in my belly belongs to?"
As soon as Yao Jia finished speaking, a blush appeared on her face involuntarily.
This question had actually been on her mind for a long time. Although she said she didn't care, she was still secretly curious about whose child it was.
Nanshan paused and looked at Yaojia with a deep gaze, which contained both tenderness and complexity.
"Master, although divination can reveal the secrets of heaven, matters of life, especially matters related to emotions and blood, cannot be determined solely by the hexagrams. Every child is a gift from heaven. No matter whose blood he is, he will be the hope of your Nangong family's future."
Yao Jia suddenly felt disappointed. She was afraid that even Mr. Nanshan could not figure out who the child belonged to. For now, she could only wait for the child to be born and see who he looked like.
But she really wanted to know in advance.
Just as he was sighing secretly, he heard Nanshan ask, "I wonder whose child do you hope this child belongs to, Pavilion Master?"
Yao Jia was slightly stunned, then lowered her head, her eyes wandering back and forth on the bluestone path under her feet, with mixed feelings in her heart.
She had naturally thought about this question, but she didn't dare to say it in front of her husbands for fear of causing a fight.
"I... I actually..." The voice was as thin as a mosquito.
I looked around and saw that no one else was there, and Mr. Nanshan was not the kind of person who liked gossip.
She waved her hand, asking Nanshan to come closer, and whispered in his ear in a low voice, with a hint of shyness and expectation: "Actually, I love every husband, and I want their children. But if I really have to choose one, I hope... I hope it's Xiu Lan's."
After hearing the name Xiu Lan, Nanshan seemed to be frozen, his eyes trembling, his thoughts going blank, his mind empty, only his heart beating randomly as if out of rhythm.
After Yao Jia finished speaking, she quickly looked around and made sure that there was no one else around. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and looked towards Nanshan.
But Nanshan was just standing there in a daze.
He was wearing a mask, so Yao Jia couldn't tell what his expression was.
"Sir? Sir?"
I raised my hand and gently shook his arm, but he grabbed my hand tightly and held it in his palm.
Nanshan turned his face to the side, his face had already turned red, and his eyes were filled with joy.
Yao Jia looked at her tightly clasped hand, then at his blushing face, and looked at him cautiously.
"Sir, why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell?"
"I... I didn't... How could I be sick..." Nanshan touched his face, a little incoherent, and shook his head anxiously, "It's... the sun, the sun is too strong... I was exposed to the sun..."
The sunshine in April is really strong.
Yao Jia glanced towards the dining hall and said with a smile, "Lunch seems to be ready. Let's go over there."
Nanshan nodded repeatedly, suppressed his excitement, and carefully supported Yaojia towards the dining hall, as if he was protecting the most precious porcelain.
Yao Jia shook her head in amusement, "Sir, I'm not that delicate. Ming Jue has already said that as long as it's not strenuous exercise, there's no need to be so nervous."
Nanshan's lips curled up into a barely perceptible smile, but the tenderness in his eyes became even more intense.
"For me, your safety is the top priority, and nothing is too much."
When the two arrived at the cafeteria, Gu Xiyan, Shuanghua, and Mingjue had already returned, and brought with them Lin Ruyi, who often came to eat.
After arriving at the cafeteria, everyone exchanged greetings for a while and then started to sit down.
Normally, other people have specific seats, but since Nangong Xiu Lan and Lang Yue are not here, two seats are vacant.
Lin Ruyi comes here frequently during this period, so naturally she has her own exclusive seat.
Yaojia usually sits in the main seat. Nanshan is both a teacher and a friend. How can Yaojia sit in the main seat in front of him?
Naturally, he led Nanshan to sit in his seat.
Nanshan saw this and quickly declined, saying, "The Pavilion Master is pregnant and should sit in the main seat. I am just a guest, how can I take over the host's seat?"
Yao Jia insisted, "Sir, you are wrong. You are my mentor. How can I let you sit at the side?"
Seeing that Nanshan was still trying to refuse, Gu Xiyan pointed to the seat next to Yao Jia and said with a smile: "This seat is not too far away at all, it is suitable for you to sit down, next to Yao Yao, and it can show your dignity, the best of both worlds."
After he finished speaking, he moved closer to Nanshan and said in a low voice, "This is your seat. Sit down."
Nanshan's eyes flashed slightly, and he understood something, then he slowly sat down.
The others then took their seats.
On the table, Huaichuan's carefully prepared dishes were presented one by one, with great color, aroma and taste, especially the bowl of pork ribs braised rice taught by Nanshan himself, which was so fragrant that it drew praise from everyone.
Yaojia ate and laughed, and from time to time she used the serving chopsticks to pick up food for Nanshan. The atmosphere was warm and harmonious.
During the dinner, Lin Ruyi suddenly looked at Yao Jia and said, "My father told me that although His Majesty has given the Crown Prince full authority to receive the envoys from Liang, he has high hopes for you privately..."
Yao Jia was slightly stunned, then put down her chopsticks, somewhat confused.
"What do you mean? I stay at home and never go out. Why do you have high hopes for me?"
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