Qiao Mingjin came out of the bathroom and Yue Zhongyao was no longer in the room.
This time of washing took more than half an hour to pass.
Yue Zhongyao was always very aggressive in the bathroom, and she couldn't stand it. She felt a little tired today.
I was combing my hair in front of the dressing table, and almost fell asleep while combing it.
When Yue Zhongyao returned to his room, he saw his wife taking a nap in front of the stage. He felt very distressed and hugged her from behind.
"What's wrong? Are you tired?"
Qiao Mingjin turned back and glared at him, then stood up from the dressing table. Yue Zhongyao grinned and hurriedly took her in his arms and walked to the bed.
"I'm not so tired normally."
How could it be like this today? I didn’t ask for much. Yue Zhongyao was a little confused. Could it be that the child had upset her? Or maybe...
Yue Zhongyao stopped in a hurry, pulled his wife over and stood in front of him.
"Jin Niang, you, are you pregnant?"
"What's there?"
Qiao Mingjin didn't react for a while.
The more Yue Zhongyao thought about it, the more he thought it was, and he grinned almost to his ears. He grabbed Qiao Mingjin's shoulders with unusual force: "Mother Jin, do you have my son again?"
Qiao Mingjin was startled by his actions, and after hearing his words, she tilted her head and thought for a moment, then glanced sideways at him and walked towards the bed.
Yue Zhongyao was stunned and hurriedly followed.
"Jin Niang..."
Qiao Mingjin sat down on the bedside: "Are you confused? My menstrual period just stopped a few days ago. You still have to share a bed with me on a hot day. Have you forgotten?"
Yue Zhongyao tilted his head and thought for a moment, hey, it's true.
Every time something happened to her, she would always be a little irritated and ask him to sleep elsewhere. But he didn't want to sleep separately from her for a moment, so he still squeezed into the bed, and even received a kick from her.
Yue Zhongyao thought about it and pulled it off.
When Qiao Mingjin saw it, she said, "Let nature take its course. We already have a son and a daughter, and two sons. Even if we don't have any more, I won't regret it."
Yue Zhongyao glanced at Qiao Mingjin and saw that she had taken off her shoes and was lying on the bed, so he lifted the quilt for her and helped her lie down on the side of the bed. He also took off his shoes and climbed up.
"Two sons are still too few. I want to have a few more. Besides, Wan'er is going out soon, and I also want to have a soft daughter."
Qiao Mingjin saw that he had taken off his clothes, lifted the quilt, and lay down in the bed. He moved to the side of the bed and said, "It's not something you want to have. It's not that I don't want it. I won't do it if the child doesn't come."
Method."
Yue Zhongyao saw that his wife was sleeping facing the wall as she was talking. He went over and hugged her body from behind. He leaned his head on Qiao Mingjin's neck and rubbed her again and again. He sandwiched Qiao Mingjin's feet between his own feet.
.
Qiao Mingjin struggled a little, but when he saw that he was motionless, he said, "Go. It's not too hot even on a hot day."
"It's getting hot. Madam, can you turn around? I want to watch you."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Mingjin turned around and was instantly hugged into his arms.
Qiao Mingjin lay quietly in his arms, letting him touch her head and shoulders and stroke her up and down.
She has been lying in this embrace for ten years. She has become more and more accustomed to it and relied on it. One day when Yue Zhongyao goes out, she has to hold Yue Zhongyao's clothes to sleep.
The two of them were lying on the bed hugging each other, neither of them sleepy.
"Did you go to the study just now to practice calligraphy?"
Since Ying'er became more and more talented in reading, Yue Zhongyao suffered from the fact that he could not provide guidance to his son on his homework like other fathers. Whenever he had free time, he would go to the study to study hard, for fear of being laughed at by his son.
In fact, there were not many military generals with outstanding literary talents, and many of them could not read a single big Chinese character. Yue Zhongyao was the only one who could understand correspondence and official documents, which was pretty good, but he was always holding back his breath.
Yue Zhongyao pressed his wife's head into his arms: "Just laugh at me."
Qiao Mingjin laughed out loud: "How dare I laugh at you? You are the fifth-rank General Ningyuan."
She was laughed at by his wife. Yue Zhongyao patted her buttocks twice in protest.
Suppressing Qiao Mingjin's squirming body, he said softly: "Prince An also went to the military camp on the outskirts of Beijing today. He also revealed to me that my official position is expected to be promoted this year."
Qiao Mingjin listened to the pride in his words, but her heart was filled with distress.
At this moment, I was touching the crisscross scars on his back, and thinking about his efforts in the past ten years, the blood and sweat he had shed in order to gain a foothold in Beijing, I couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
In order to get ahead, to support his wife and children, in the past ten years, he has been the first to do any dangerous things, and he has never refused to do things that others don't like to do. From a low-grade guard to a fifth-grade general Ningyuan, it is a complete achievement.
It took ten years.
Those with higher positions looked down upon him as a fifth-grade military attache, while those with lower positions felt that he had risen quickly.
But only Qiao Mingjin knows the bitterness in this.
Yue Zhongyao always had an obsession in his heart. In the first few years, Qiao Mingjin's dowry money was used to support the family and socialize with the family's property. His modest salary was a drop in the bucket, not even enough for his own entertainment. Qiao Mingjin knew what he was thinking.
I have been holding back my energy.
Later, as his position rose higher and higher, her money was no longer used for household expenses. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Others say he rose quickly, but Qiao Mingjin knew the path of the past ten years. He took the path that it took others twenty or thirty years to complete. Every time he saw him come back injured from outside, Qiao Mingjin had to carry him on his back.
Have a cry.
I miss the peace and tranquility of Xiahe Village even more...
When Yue Zhongyao saw his wife groping up and down his back, he also knew that she felt sorry for him again. He hugged her and said, "It doesn't hurt a long time ago... But it's too ugly. I want to sleep with my clothes on, but you won't let me."
"What clothes should I wear to sleep? It feels comfortable to hold me like this."
It feels like a stove in the winter and like an ice cube in the summer. It’s so comfortable. What should I wear?
Yue Zhongyao lowered his head and saw that his wife had narrowed her eyes in contentment. He smiled happily and hugged his wife tighter.
After a long time, I heard the lady ask again: "The prince said, should he upgrade to a half level or a first level? Should he go from the fourth level or the full fourth level?"
"This is still unknown. He has seen my performance over the years, and I have helped him a lot over the years. He has always wanted to help me get promoted, but what is our family background? If there is a position available, I will also compete for it.
But those with family status and background."
Yue Zhongyao felt that this was not enough to do justice to his family. His words were full of regrets.
But Qiao Mingjin had never expected him to be a high-ranking official. She hugged him and said softly: "I know you want to advance, but our family is very good. Besides, we don't have any family background, and we can't follow him."
People compare.”
"But the capital is full of rich and powerful people. I, a fifth-rank official, can't even enter the palace. I can't even see Tianyan. Since our family is from outside, people in the capital won't invite them to those banquets.
you go……"
Qiao Mingjin stood up and kissed him on the lips.
Yue Zhongyao's words were interrupted and he was stunned for a moment before hugging the person in his arms and kissing him...
Until a long time...
The two of them separated out of breath. Yue Zhongyao was quite unfinished and pressed her back and forth to explore.
Qiao Mingjin let him do what he did... she lay in his arms and said softly: "I never value those things. I don't have the patience to put on a fake face in front of others. In the capital, family status is important, and a fifth-grade military attaché is in the eyes of others.
It’s nothing, but in my eyes, you are the best. It’s enough for our family to be peaceful like this... Last time, didn’t you say that your Shangguan was given away two beauties, which harmed his tigress?
Chasing us to the barracks? Our family is fine like this, we have no background, and no one will try to win us over. If anyone sends us any beauties, I will go back to Yizhou..."
After hearing this, Yue Zhongyao hugged her tightly and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about? I am not that kind of person. How can I have so much heart? I am busy enough with you and my children on weekdays. You want to go back to Yizhou,
I’ll go back with you too.”
Qiao Mingjin raised her head from his arms to look at him.
"Don't believe it?" Yue Zhongyao asked, frowning.
"Letter." Qiao Mingjin lay back in his arms again.
Yue Zhongyao was very proud after hearing this. He held her in his arms and rubbed her for a long time, and then heard his wife say: "If you are free tomorrow, take Cheng'er to Dou's house to apologize. That child poked her clothes today.
It's broken. We will definitely file a lawsuit when we get home, and the Dou family is not something we can mess with."
Seeing Yue Zhongyao nodding, he added: "Cheng'er, don't spoil him too much. That child doesn't know how great the world is. What will happen when he grows up?"
Yue Zhongyao saw that his wife had frowned worriedly, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to smooth it out. He said, "Don't worry, I know what I know. Ying'er, you taught her very well. The child is sensible and obedient. I'm not worried about him."
You don’t have to worry, son. Although the child is a bit thicker, he acts in a measured manner. He may make small mistakes, but he will never make big ones. Which child didn’t make some mistakes when he was young? I don’t want to raise my child to be like Beijing.
Those children from aristocratic families are just as serious and rigid, and they look like puppets on strings that won't move unless you pull them. It can suffocate a person to death. I don't want my son to be like that."
Qiao Mingjin laughed out loud: "You're from the countryside, so of course you don't understand. That's what people call etiquette. Who wouldn't praise you when you take me out?"
Yue Zhongyao snorted after hearing this and said, "What's so good about that? Look at yourself, you don't have any ideas, just live according to other people's ideas. Look at those children standing behind their parents, not even moving.
I have to count my steps when walking, and look like a piece of wood whether I’m standing or sitting. I don’t want my child to become like that.”
Qiao Mingjin laughed again after hearing this, causing Yue Zhongyao to slap her buttocks several times.
When it came to children, the two of them talked about their eldest daughter, Wan'er.
"Wan'er, I want to keep her for two more years. Anyway, Beijing is not like us in the countryside. There are many people who can keep her until they are eighteen or twenty years old."
Qiao Mingjin laughed after hearing this: "What kind of family is ours? We'll stay until we're twenty? You're not afraid of people talking about our daughter behind her back. Even if we don't get married for another two years, we still have to finalize the marriage now."
Yue Zhongyao nodded: "You have to choose Wan'er's marriage carefully. We don't care about family background, as long as you have good character."
Qiao Mingjin nodded in agreement. The child had helped her a lot in Beijing over the years and helped her raise her two younger brothers. He was sensible and obedient. She didn't want to wrong her daughter.
"By the way, I received a letter from Qingchuan a few days ago. Have you replied?" Qiao Mingjin raised her head again and asked.
Yue Zhongyao shook his head and sighed after hearing this.
A few days ago, his mother received a letter. The letter not only mentioned that the two nephews Donggen and Beishu wanted to get married and needed money to hire them, but also talked about the marriage of the second brother's eldest daughter, Linglong, and asked him to help choose a household in Beijing.
people.
Yue Zhongyao had a big head.
There are many rich and powerful people in this capital, and they are everywhere. He, a fifth-grade military attache, is a head shorter than other fifth-grade civil servants. My wife would not give invitations to banquets on certain occasions, not to mention
Linglong was raised in the countryside since she was a child.
Where can I find a suitable marriage in Beijing? Moreover, if her life is not good in the future, the second brother and second sister-in-law will not be able to trouble him?
According to his opinion, his family's status in Qingchuan has also risen, and he is well respected by people in Qingchuan. He can definitely find a suitable family in Qingchuan. Even if he marries into a high position, people will treat Linglong well for his sake.
Who would have expected that his mother and second sister-in-law, Mrs. Sun, would insist on asking him to find a match for Linglong in Beijing.
Yue Zhongyao thought and sighed again.
The child was raised to be a bit cowardly because her mother favored boys over girls. In recent years, because her family's life had been better, she was also rather ambitious and arrogant.
Her mother told her every day that her cousin Wan'er was the same as her, that she was a member of the same family, that she grew up in the countryside, and was no different from her. As a result, the child always loved to compare with Wan'er.
Seeing Wan'er in Beijing, he was quite unwilling.
The two times he came to Beijing to celebrate the New Year, he pretended to be sick and refused to go back. And the two times his family went to the countryside to celebrate the New Year, in the end Wan'er also took away her clothes and hairpins...
How can someone with such a temperament find a marriage in Beijing? In the end, even he will offend others. What is easy to do in Beijing? If you don't pay attention, people can secretly trick you.
Yue Zhongyao sighed again. At this moment, he saw that his wife was lying on the inside with her back to him, so he quickly hugged her over and hugged her again.
He said in his wife's ear: "Don't worry, I know what's going on. I'll reply tomorrow and ask my family to find a suitable marriage for her locally."
"You have to speak clearly. Otherwise, if someone is sent here secretly, I won't accept it. Our Wan'er's marriage has not been settled yet. If the child is good, we can still become a low-level military attaché.
Find a suitable one for her at home, but look at her temperament..."
Yue Zhongyao patted her comfortingly: "Don't worry, I've seen it all. That child has been raised badly by the family. According to me, if you find a suitable one in Qingchuan, people will take more care of it for my sake."
Tolerate her, but if she is in Beijing, life will be difficult in the future. Even we will be criticized."
Qiao Mingjin nodded after hearing this. If the children at home were all good, she wouldn't mind supporting them, but how could those children save money?
It's enough to send money here and there to Qingchuan every year. If she complains again about being dissatisfied, I'll forgive her for not accompanying her.
After Yue Zhongyao coaxed his wife well, he saw that the woman in his arms looked lazy, drowsy in his arms, with fair skin and smooth skin, looking alluring... He couldn't hold himself back immediately.
Already...
In a few moments, he stripped off the lady's clothes and gnawed on them...
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Keep asking for all kinds of votes... That’s it for today, Fat Chapter. There are also a few extra chapters.
