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The next day, Shen Jingli found that Mu Chen brought back a pile of books, most of which were green gray covers, and a few dark yellow ones, which looked very old and were copied by hand.

"What are these books?" It doesn't look like a Book of war. Shen Jingli is curious and reaches out to look at it He puffed the corners of his mouth, and then turned over the following books, "pregnant husband's taboo, postpartum how to sit in confinement, pregnancy during sex..." His voice went down, and behind his ears there was a faint red tide, which Mu Chen took over.

"Why is there such a thing? I... " Shen Jingli snatched it back. He glared at him angrily and said in a thick voice: "what if there is one? Do you still want to study hard? "

Animals, he's pregnant. He's still thinking about it. Shen Jingli's temper is coming. He picks up the stack of books and throws them on the ground. Finally, he steps on them.

When Mu Chen looked at him like this, he remembered that Wengong, who borrowed his book, reminded him that some people's emotions will change after they are pregnant, and turn over their faces faster than they turn over books. If you are a husband, you must be considerate and enlighten more, otherwise problems will easily happen.

"How many more books do you want to step on?" Mu Chen tenderly handed over the other books in his hand.

Seeing his appearance, Shen Jingli suddenly became angry. He picked up the kettle and poured a cup of tea for himself. Before he could carry it, he was robbed by Mu Chen and walked away. "You are pregnant with a child. You can't drink tea."

Shen Jingli frowned, looked at his serious appearance, shrugged his shoulders in compromise, and picked up those books, one by one, "where did you borrow the books? "

" borrowed from a well-known stable public official in the village. " He went to the patriarch's home early in the morning to inquire. He learned that there was an elderly man named Wengong in the village. He had collected many books about the pregnancy of two children in the village for decades, so he went to the door and asked him to borrow them. When he learned that he wanted to learn the knowledge of twin pregnancy because of his wife, he not only lent the book to him, but also instructed him to pay attention to some matters.

"Well, how can you think of reading these books?" Unable to drink tea, Shen Jingli asked Jinyu to go to the kitchen and cook a pot of hot water.

"Prepare early, when you produce, you will not be so adventurous."

Xu was thinking of his birth to xun'er. Mu Chen was confused, and his face was a little pale. He reached out and held Shen Jingli's hand, and Shen Jingli said, "or, don't you have any more?"

He is only happy that he has a baby, but he forgets that he is more dangerous. If he loses his life for the sake of the child, he is afraid that he will hate himself all his life. Shen Jingli, looking at his tense appearance, can't help laughing and stretching out his index finger to poke his waist. "People say that pregnant people will suffer from pre natal depression. Are you the father to be depression? Why didn't I see you so nervous when I was pregnant with xun'er? "

Mu Chen was speechless when he was asked. He recalled what Shen Jingli was doing when he was huaixun'er. The more he recalled, the more ugly he looked. Jinyu comes in with a pot of hot water and tells Shen Jingli that she will bring Mu Xi to look for him.

"I'll go out and have a look." Shen Jingli immediately stood up, and pointed to the pot of hot water, "put this pot of water to go, birthday also pregnant children, can't drink tea."

Jinyu nodded and carried the kettle. She followed Shen Jingli to the main room. She sat in the room to embroider. When she saw Shen Jingli coming, she stood up and called out, "sister-in-law."

Shen Jingli looked at his embroidery on one side and picked his eyebrows. "How can I bring this one?"

"I want to make some small clothes for xun'er to measure him." Xunxi had to buy some clothes for him, but he didn't give it back.

"You're a man of two bodies now. Don't work too hard." Shen Jingli sat down and asked Jinyu to pour hot water and serve snacks. "Is that what you're here for?"

"Not all of them." After a pause in the birthday celebration, it seemed that some of them didn't know how to open their mouth, but turned red.

"If you have anything to say, I'm your sister-in-law. Is there anything else I can't talk about? "

" I heard that elder brother 14 went to Rong Wengong to borrow some books this morning, so I thought... " His voice was getting lower and lower, and his ears were red.

"That's it." Shen Jingli laughed. "I'm going to get it for you

He went into the room, and a moment later he took some books out and gave them to Qingsheng. "You can have a look at these books first, and then change them when Mu Chen has finished reading those books."

"Brother fourteen is watching?" Birthday surprise with a wide mouth, feel a bit incredible, these books should not be pregnant twins to read? Mouth, where other men will go to read this kind of books?

"Can't he see it?" There are also such regulations.

"Generally, men don't read this kind of books. Women and married couples read them." The way of birthday celebration, but some envy Shen Jingli, sister-in-law is really happy, can marry 14 elder brother such a good man. Shen Jingli smiles. Dare to be a good man?

They sat down and chatted for a while, until the sun went down, and they took Mu Xi home for their birthday celebration. There were two candlelight lights in the room. Shen Jingli had just bathed out and was lying at the head of the bed playing with nine serial links. Mu Chen was lying at the foot of the bed, holding the pages of the book in his hand, reading carefully and carefully. Because he was afraid that xun'er and Huaixin would go to bed at night, Mu Chen decided to let Jinyu and Nianhua take them to sleep from today on, so they were only left in the room. The candle flickered, and the room was quiet, only the sound of Mu Chen turning the pages from time to time. Shen Jingli was fascinated by the way he had done it. He was so absorbed and attentive that he didn't even know how to read a Book of war. Shen Jingli was fascinated by this and kept his eyes fixed on it. He thought it was a good idea. On a sudden whim, he stretched out his foot and lifted the quilt that Mu Chen had put on his body. Then he lifted his coat and stepped on his abdomen. His abdomen was warm and he stepped on it. Shen Jingli was reluctant to take back his feet.Mu Chen was still attentive to the book, and had no sense of his provocation. Shen Jingli stepped on it a few times and circled his abdomen with his thumb. Seeing that he was still unresponsive, he was reluctant to withdraw his feet, but was held down by one hand.

"Fourteen?"

"Good, warm again." Mu Chen grabs his ankle with one hand and continues to turn the pages of the book with the other. Shen Jingli looks at him strangely and continues to play with the nine links in his hand. His feet are warm and warm, so is his heart. After a while, Shen Jingli was tired and threw it to the side. He tilted his head to see Mu Chen. Looking at his concentration, he suddenly moved in his heart and said, "fourteen."

"Well?"

"Fourteen, fourteen..." He yelled several times.

"Well?" Mu Chen raised his head and looked at him.

"Nothing, just want to call you all of a sudden." He said, with his innocent eyes wide open.

Mu Chen took the book, moved the pillow back, lay beside him, put his hand around him, and said, "good, sleep." He laughed, got into his arms and fell asleep.

Since he felt his stomach every day, he had to ask all kinds of questions.

"Am, when will my brother come out?" After breakfast, xun'er lies on Shen Jingli's stomach and whispers to his little brother.

"We'll be out in eight months." Shen Jingli touched xun'er's head and answered him patiently. Miao'er looks at him and seems to be thinking about how long eight months is, and it is pasted on Shen Jingli's stomach. Shen Jingli is less than two months pregnant, and the child in his stomach has not yet formed. There is no movement at all. Xun'er likes this, as if he can really hear his brother talking.

"Am, did xun'er live in your stomach before?"

"Yes, for a long time." Children's questions are so strange that sometimes it's hard to answer them.

"Xun'er must be very good." Xun'er said, and lowered his head, facing Shen Jingli's stomach, eerie, I don't know what to say. Looking at his serious appearance, Shen Jingli felt a little funny and asked him, "what did you say to your brother in a whisper?"

Xun'er thought with a straight face and shook his head, "it's a secret. It can't be said"

"Eminem can't say it either."

"It's a secret between me and my brother. No one can tell." Xun'er shook his head firmly with a serious expression.

The more serious he acted, the more happy Shen Jingli laughed. "Xun'er, you can't lie down on Eminem. You'll be tired."

Mu Chen came over and picked xun'er up and put him on the ground. "Good, go out with Huaixin."

Xun'er looked up at Shen Jingli, ran over, reached out and touched his stomach. He said seriously, "my brother is good. Don't make any trouble with Eminem. My brother will come back to accompany you when he goes out to play."

Shen Jingli was amused by his behavior. He thought his son was really cute. He watched xun'er go out happily and lean on Mu Chen's arms and said, "xun'er seems very happy to have a younger brother and sister.

"He thought he could play with his brother after he was born." Knowing that his son was more than his father, Mu Chen saw through xun'er's real thoughts at a glance.

"It's just a child after all..." Sleepy straight yawn, Shen Jingli slightly closed his eyes.

"Sleepy again," Mu Chen asked.

"Yes, I'm very tired recently. I always want to sleep. I'm afraid the little guy in my stomach is lazy." Not only lazy, but also picky.

"It's OK. It's wonderful like you." Mu Chen kisses him on the cheek, "do you want to go to bed to sleep?"

Tut, I really think he's lazy. Shen Jingli smiles. His consciousness begins to be confused and nods.

Mu Chen held him on the bed and covered him with a quilt. When he fell asleep, he went to the desk, took out the ink stick and began to grind it. After studying Mo, he wrote letters to Jingzheng and Xu Yanlin respectively, telling them that they would not return to the capital in a short time because Shen Jingli was not feeling well.