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Chapter 12 Your Stomach

"Aunt Yunxiang, come on, Ning'er, call Auntie." While the two were talking, Luo Qingqing saw a woman in her fifties walking into the yard holding a baby.

Since she had just arrived not long ago and had not left the Qin family's gate, she was not familiar with everyone around her. Fortunately, the former Luo Qingqing was an iceberg beauty, a person who didn't even like to talk, let alone other people.

Got in touch.

Therefore, if she didn't greet anyone, no one would suspect anything.

"Second Aunt, sit at the end of the room." Qin Yunxiang stood up and greeted people.

"Don't sit down anymore." Mrs. Wu teased her little grandson and looked up at Luo Qingqing with a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "Hey, isn't this Qingqing? I haven't seen you for several days. I thought you were going back to your parents' home.

It’s over.”

At this time, Mrs. Chen heard someone talking in the yard, so she stuck out from the kitchen door and said hello: "His aunt, come in and sit down."

"No, you're busy, our grandson and I are just walking around casually, haha, just walking around." Mrs. Wu lovingly teased her grandson who could not speak yet in her arms, the smile on her face was exaggerated.

Luo Qingqing looked at the second aunt in front of her in confusion, wondering why she was smiling so happily.

Qin Yunxiang brought a chair from the house and placed it next to Mrs. Wu, and asked Mrs. Wu to sit down.

Wu took advantage of the situation and sat down.

Gazing across Luo Qingqing's belly intentionally or unintentionally, Qin Yunxiang stretched out her hand to tease the baby in her arms, and asked with a smile: "Ning'er is five months old, right? She should be able to walk in a few months, right?"

"Yes, yes." When talking about her grandson, Mrs. Wu immediately responded, full of pride: "In a few months, I can call you Aunt Xiang. Come on, Ning'er, call me Aunt Xiang."

The baby in her arms screamed in response to the situation, and Mrs. Wu suddenly laughed out loud and began to tell people how smart and precocious her grandson was.

Mrs. Chen also walked out of the room at this time. Hearing Mrs. Wu laughing so loudly, she looked a little bad.

"Ah, our old Qin family has a successor." Mrs. Wu said with a smile, paused, looked up and saw Mrs. Chen's face was stiff. Mrs. Wu pretended not to see it, but said seriously: "

Ouch, you can be considered a member of the Qin family, after all, we had the same ancestor three generations ago."

At this time, Mrs. Chen's face couldn't help but become a little darker.

At this point, Luo Qingqing could see that this Wu family was here to show off her grandson today.

Seeing that no one answered, Wu couldn't turn her face around for a while, so she asked Luo Qingqing: "What's going on with Qingqing recently?"

Luo Qingqing saw her asking herself. Although she knew that this person came here specifically to ridicule others, he was her elder after all, so she was embarrassed not to answer.

"What's going on?" Luo Qingqing said calmly.

"It's your belly." Wu said immediately.

Luo Qingqing's face turned slightly red, and then she shook her head. After all, judging from her current situation, Luo Qingqing and Qin Feng clearly slept in separate beds before, so how could there be any movement?

If there was any movement like that, why not scare her to death?

When Mrs. Wu saw it, she pretended to be worried. She changed the posture of her grandson in her arms, and then asked worriedly: "You have been married for three years and there is still no movement. Why don't you go find a doctor to check it out?"

?”

Luo Qingqing was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

She said, no wonder Mrs. Chen took it out on her one day when she had nothing to do. It turned out that Mrs. Chen was quite despised in the village because she was not pregnant with a child.

"Our family is not as lucky as his second aunt. We had a grandson half a year after we got married." Mrs. Chen deliberately emphasized the importance of half a year. Who doesn't know that it takes ten months to conceive a child?
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