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Qin Wuya didn't know what other people looked like when they became pregnant, but she had the potential to become a pig herself.

Every day, other than eating and sleeping, he also slept for quite a few hours. As a result, every time he woke up, he would wake up hungry.

Like this, three months passed, yet Qin Wuya's stomach did not have much of a change, but her body had indeed thickened by two laps.

Let's not talk about the others by the side. The chin that was originally somewhat sharp had a perfectly round curve when touched.

Qin Wuya was very frustrated, but even though she was frustrated, she was still unable to control her appetite. As usual, she was hungry when she had ordered, sleepy when she was full, and hungry when she woke up.

The Cloud Prefecture in September had dispersed the dreamlike heat that had persisted for several months, and after three consecutive days of torrential rain, the weather suddenly became refreshed.

On this day, Qin Wuya was still sleeping until late morning when she woke up. Seeing the weather, she called Fu Xi to come in and find clothes for the autumn.

The clothes were grey-green, and looked new and clean. When Qin Wuya bought the clothes in the clothing store last year, she had only worn them twice.

At the time, he was still a little too big. Qin Wuya thought that it would be really good to wear it now, but he didn't want to wear it properly.

"Madam, do you think I'll go find you again?" Fu Xi obviously did not consider the fact that large clothes were not big enough, as he felt a little embarrassed.

"No need." Qin Wuya shook her head, she wanted to cry but no tears came out.

"If I remember correctly, this outfit should be the most spacious one in the autumn."

"Madam, this …" Fu Xi didn't know what to do now.

Qin Wuya was flustered and exasperated, but using such a vulgarities would be useless.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Wuya said helplessly: "Go to the cabinet at the back and look for something that you normally don't wear."

"Yes." Fu Xi retreated backwards, after rummaging for a while he finally found a set of white robes:

"Madam, do you think this body is good?"

"This one." Qin Wuya nodded.

Zhang Shan usually liked to wear ash-green clothes, and this body of his was so white that it was somewhat eye-catching, but for this reason, he really did not wear it.

Qin Wuya was petite, although she was two rounds fatter now, she was still wearing Zhang Shan's robes. Qin Wuya heaved a sigh of relief. If she could not even wear men's clothes, then she would not want to see anyone else.

The robe was a bit long, and Qin Wuya got Fu Xi to take out a belt from inside the wardrobe. With the belt loose and tied, he pulled out some fabric from the top of the belt so she could not step on it.

It looked like a long skirt from the later generation, but the shoulders were slightly too broad, so it was a bit out of place.

Qin Wuya was not too concerned about it, anyway sshe did not go out and only walked around the courtyard, if it was bad, he would be bad.

After Qin Wuya tidied up and left the house, she coincidentally met the Zhang Clan who was welcomed into the courtyard by the Tsai Zi. The Zhang Clan brought along a cage full of food, and when she looked up and saw Qin Wuya, and noticed the clothes on Qin Wuya's body, she could not help but be startled, and then laughed:

"I actually forgot about this matter. Mother went to cloth farm a few days ago and said that you would grow up in a few months. I don't think you can wear clothes from the past, I need to make you a few more clothes. I just didn't expect your stomach to grow so big. "

Qin Wuya blushed red upon hearing this.

Actually, it was not even five months. Qin Wuya's stomach was not really big, but she was fat to the extreme.

But Qin Wuya did not have the face to say these words to Zhang Shi, so she simply agreed.

A few days after Zhang's return, she came back with some clothes.

From inside to outside, there were quite a few of them. They were not expensive materials, but when you touched them, they felt comfortable and sturdy, which was what Qin Wuya liked.

Qin Wuya accepted the clothes and tested it out. It was a little loose, but she thought that it would be just right when the moon was bigger.

When Zhang Shi returned, Qin Wuya gave her a piece of fifty silver.

Mrs Zhang was stunned for a moment, but in the end, she did not say anything and accepted it.

In the next few days, Mrs. Zhang would always bring back some food from time to time. There were even some children's shoes and socks, so cute and interesting that they didn't look anything.

Qin Wuya knew that although she had left the Zhang Clan Residence, the family of four all depended on Qin Dashan's monthly fees in order to live in the northern part of the country.

Last month, Liu Da gave him a position of foreman that was not too bad, and took care of five people under his command. The monthly payment card was increased by half a level compared to before.

He didn't say much about this month's worth of money. In the eyes of a poor family, it was already good enough. But in truth, this amount was only enough for Qin Dashan's family of four to eat and drink their fill.

Qin Wuya had also lived her tough life, so she was very clear on what the value of the clothes that the Zhang family gave him meant.

But she could not refuse, because the needle and thread above were all sewn by Madam Lin herself.

Even to a large extent, Qin Wuya did not really care about a woman like the Madam Lin. In fact, she even hated her at one point of time.

But undeniably, the Madam Lin loved her child. She tried her best to give herself what she could, but her love was too weak.

In November, the first snow fell on Cloud Prefecture.

Qin Wuya was wearing a fox skin cloak and cowering behind the brazier. Looking at the flames that occasionally leaked out from the sides of the brazier, she was actually a little hungry.

Qin Wuya suddenly wanted to eat hotpot. Although she knew that there was no hotpot in Cloud Prefecture, Qin Wuya was greedy.

In the morning, Manager Wu came over to settle the accounts, clear up the knot, and sent it out. For some reason, Tsai Zi still hadn't come out yet.

Fu Xi and Fu Zhi were brought out by the Madam Wei to gather New Year's gifts. Qin Wuya was the only one in the room. If she wanted to talk to someone, she had to say that she wanted to eat hotpot, but she didn't know who to talk to right now.

After sitting there for a long time, Qin Wuya suddenly smiled.

Didn't she still have one in her stomach? Although she didn't know if it was a man or a woman, she might be able to hear her now that she was six months old.

Qin Wuya rubbed his stomach, not knowing how to address this unknown life form in her stomach. Should she call it a baby or a child?

Everything seemed a little strange.

Qin Wuya placed her fingers under the cloak and circled around her perfectly round belly. Her face was still round but slightly pale white, and her eyebrows slightly knitted, as if she was thinking about something.

"Or I'll call you a baby."

As if he had made a great decision, Qin Wuya's expression changed slightly. In the end, he heaved a sigh of relief and laughed:

"You're about to give birth, don't complain about the name your mother gave you." Your mother and I are mortal, and don't have any talent for naming things. If you find it unacceptable, when you become more sensible in the future, go and tell your father about it. Change it to something you like. "

"Your mother is hungry, and wants to eat hotpot. Do you want to eat?

I think you want to eat. Ever since you were born, your mother's appetite has grown exponentially, and even many things that she didn't like before have started to eat happily. "Tell me honestly, are these all things that you want to eat and just borrow my mouth to swallow?"

It was unknown if it was a response or a protest, but Qin Wuya suddenly felt that her stomach, which had already tensed up a bit, was moving, as if something had kicked him again.

Qin Wuya was startled, then narrowed her eyes:

"Let's talk about hotpot instead. What ingredients do you want to eat? Spicy or sour?

"Oh, that's right. You still can't speak. Why don't you kick me? You should give me a spicy kick, or give me a sour kick."

With that said, Qin Wuya straightened her body with a serious expression and placed all of her attention onto the palm of her hand that was touching her stomach.

The room immediately quieted down. It was so quiet that one could almost hear the crackling of the flames within the copper cauldron.

"Why is there no movement?"

Qin Wuya waited for a long time, but she did not hear any sound from beneath her stomach.

"What does' don't kick 'mean? I don't like spicy things, and I don't like sour ones either.

What do you like? Don't tell me it's supposed to be sweet?! "

As if trying to verify what Qin Wuya had said, the underbelly suddenly moved again, and immediately followed up with a kick to Qin Wuya's palm. Qin Wuya felt that her palm was a little hot, and her head was a little dazed.

Sweet hotpot?

Can this really be eaten? I'm sure it's not dark food.

When night fell, Qin Wuya had Madam Wei, who had just returned from the outside, set up a pot in the house and scattered the seasonings with a clear soup.

Should he release it or not?

Zhang Shan returned from the outside, went to his robes, and washed his hands and face in his ears before entering the house.

As soon as he entered, Zhang Shan saw the Madam Wei in the house bringing along Fu Xi and Fu Qian to handle some fresh food, while Qin Wuya was staring at the pots in front of him in a daze, either a sugar bowl or a bowl.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Shan asked.

"I was wondering if I should pour some sugar into the pot."

Qin Wuya looked up and glanced at Zhang Shan, but she did not pay too much attention to Zhang Shan. With just a glance, she placed her thoughts back into the canister in her hands.

"You're going to make sweet soup?"

Zhang Shan looked at the big pot of water in front of Qin Wuya.

Qin Wuya shook her head and glanced at the piece of raw meat in Madam Wei's hands: "It's not a sweet soup, it's used to cook meat."

Zhang Shan was startled, then asked for a while: "Is it delicious to cook meat and sprinkle sugar?"

"It's hard to say." Qin Wuya seriously thought for a while before replying, "I will definitely want to eat something sweet."

Zhang Shan asked curiously: "Who is it?!"

"The one in my stomach."

Qin Wuya lowered her eyes, calmly looked at her abdomen that had risen up, and gave a shallow smile.

"He's called the general?" Zhang Shan was a little confused. "When did you choose this name?"

"Today, I didn't know what to call him so I just called him."

Seeming to have already figured it out, the sugar bowl in Qin Wuya's hands loosened up slightly, and the fine white sugar merged into the scalding soup and immediately disappeared.

"Why are you called a general? Do you have any excuse?"

Zhang Shan sat next to Qin Wuya, and very naturally, he took the washed dishes placed at the side, and as such, naturally brought them into the pot. He even used his chopsticks to play with it from time to time.

Obviously, Zhang Shan knew how to eat hotpot without any teachers.

"I don't have any excuses, I just can't think of a name. In the future, I will be born into a new family." Qin Wuya laughed, and then threw out a piece of cooked meat from the pot into his mouth.

Zhang Shan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry at Qin Wuya's reasoning, and could not help but ask again: "If you're about to be born with a son, then what will you be born with, could it be that you're already born with a child?"

Qin Wuya ignored Zhang Shan, thinking that perhaps his name might not even compare to hers.

After chewing two pieces of meat in his mouth, Qin Wuya had a strange expression, but in the end, he swallowed it back.

"Why is it not tasty?" Zhang Shan asked.

Qin Wuya looked at Zhang Shan, not knowing how to return. After a long while, she said: "Why don't you try?"

Zhang Shan paused for a moment, but did not reject, "Alright."

"How's the taste?" Qin Wuya looked at Zhang Shan and laughed.

Zhang Shan imitated Qin Wuya's way of eating it and swallowed it down: "I can't say, it's a little strange."

"I think so too." Qin Wuya nodded honestly.

"Then why are you still eating?" Zhang Shan laughed, rubbed Qin Wuya's head and said lovingly:

"What happened to you recently? Why are you so weird?"

"Is there?" Qin Wuya raised her head and looked into Zhang Shan's eyes. She wanted to see something from's pitch-black pupils, but she could not find anything.

"Zhang Shan, are you going to give birth to a boy or a girl?" Qin Wuya suddenly asked.

"A boy." Zhang Shan thought for a while and said.

"Why?" Qin Wuya asked again.

"Her name sounds bad on a girl."

Zhang Shan replied in all seriousness. Qin Wuya then laughed out loud: "I really planned to call his that, it'll be fine if I don't call another one when this little thing is born."

"No need, just call it the new student. I think it's pretty good."

Zhang Shan laughed, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. He clearly wasn't an outstanding face, but when he looked at it now, he didn't know why but he felt a special attraction.

Qin Wuya was stunned, her face suddenly flushed red.

What was wrong with him? Was he obsessed with lust?

"What are you thinking?"

Zhang Shan caught sight of the moving look on Qin Wuya's face, and her eyes darkened all of a sudden as she laughed: "Eat faster, and sleep early tonight."

"Ugh …" "Alright." His face turned even redder.

Well, it must be too hot. It's a bit smoky.

The soup with the added sugar tasted really strange, but Qin Wuya did not care too much about it, and actually swept away most of the food in the pot with one mouthful.

When night fell and it was snowing outside the window, Qin Wuya made a plan to take away the pot in the house and then lied down inside the house, unwilling to move.

Zhang Shan laughed as he turned around and went to the ear room to bring the hot water to the house, and then added some charcoal into the copper furnace.

"Let me clean myself?"

"Forget it, I'll do it myself." Qin Wuya's face flushed red.

Then he took off his coat and tried to keep it on.

Zhang Shan's gaze fell on the perfectly round stomach under Qin Wuya's thin simple clothes, then he suddenly felt a heat coming from underneath his body, and the color of his eyes turned slightly red.

How could Qin Wuya not know what Zhang Shan was thinking? Her ears instantly turned completely red.

Qin Wuya originally wanted to scold her, but when she thought about how it had been five or six months since she got pregnant and hadn't allowed Zhang Shan to get close to him, she felt a little unbearable for a moment.

After a long while, Qin Wuya bit her lips slightly, but didn't say anything.