I Don’t Want To Fight Anymore After Wearing An Outer Room

   "It can be regarded as gone."

  The magistrate left, and the county government breathed a sigh of relief from top to bottom. In the past two days, everyone's spirits have been tense, for fear that if something is not done well, it will be a mistake in the eyes of the magistrate.

Wen Jiuxiao was in a good mood. With a wave of his hand, he said to the people around him: "Everyone has worked hard, Mr. Zhuo, don't you have some mountain and seafood left? Give everyone a share. Qingfeng, go to the young lady, see Can you bring out some wine evenly, and everyone can take it home for a good festival..."

  He paused here, looked at Zhuo Zhengyang, "What festival is the latest?"

  Zhuo Zhengyang was silent, he didn't quite understand what he meant, but he still answered truthfully, "Hungry Ghost Festival will be in two days."

  Hungry Ghost Festival...

   Then forget it. Now it was Wen Jiuxiao's turn to be silent. His original intention was to see what festivals were happening recently, and use this as an excuse to share something to reward everyone.

   "Everyone, go get your things. Except for those on duty, everyone else should go back and rest for a day."

  Everyone smiled and said in unison: "Thank you for your compassion."

   Soon, the good news spread throughout the Yamen, and everyone was beaming. Who is not happy to be rewarded? There are no more generous parents and officials than their adults in the world. They have accumulated eight lifetimes of virtue to be able to work in the county government.

  The oolong of the Shangyuan Festival reached Yu Zhi's ears before it hit the ground. Who passed it on, besides the little flatterer Qingfeng, can there be anyone else?

  Although the third master punished him, Qingfeng felt that this did not prevent him from currying favor with the young lady. If the young lady is happy, the third master is happy. The third master was happy, and the whole yamen was also happy.

  How wonderful!

  Wearing that Jiuxiao came back from Qianya, Yu Zhi looked at him with a smile on his face, "Third Master, let's have a festival too, just the Hungry Ghost Festival."

   "Naughty." Wen Jiuxiao's tone was indulgent.

   "Size is also a festival, why can't you pass it? Why, you discriminate against other people's Lantern Festival?" Yu Zhi spoke plausibly.

  Wen Jiuxiao glanced at her and asked, "How are you going to live?"

  Yu Zhi...

  Hungry Ghost Festival, also known as Ghost Festival. Legend has it that the gate of ghosts will open on this day, and all ghosts will travel at night.

   How are you? Carnival with ghosts?

The little brat doing homework under the window was unhappy, "Father, that's why you're wrong. Mom wants to have a holiday, but you won't let me? You've changed, you're starting to get impatient with my mother, don't you? Do you have other thoughts?"

  In the stories Niang told before, the scumbags were all like this.

  The little boy's big eyes were black and white, and he asked questions.

  Wen Jiuxiao took a deep breath, "Is that how you talk to your father?" This brat, the bigger his mouth is, the less flattering he is.

   "You changed the subject." The boy scolded, "We're talking about festivals now."

   Hey, he's talking more and more! "Do you know what the Ghost Festival is for? Do you know how to spend this festival?"

"I don't know, what's the matter?" The little brat was confident, "Isn't it all about drinking and eating delicious food during the festival? By the way, I also have to send flowers to my mother. My mother is a girl, so hold it in your palm!" The disgusted look of "you don't understand anything".

  Yu Zhi happily watched the father and son kill each other, "My son is right." During the holidays, we have to drink and eat delicious food. Whether it is eaten by humans or ghosts, it is eaten after all.

   "I still need you to teach?" Wen Jiuxiao despised him. The little boy was not convinced, "You will!"

   "That's right." Yu Zhi couldn't help but nibble on melon seeds, watching the excitement is no big deal.

  Wen Jiuxiao naturally couldn't argue with a child about ghost sacrifices during the Ghost Festival, so he had to find the instigator. Just two steps over, Yu Zhi stopped her, "Don't come over, what's the smell on you?" She covered her nose and retreated.

  What would he smell like? He also sent the magistrate out of the city today, and did not go anywhere else.

  Yu Xiaozhi's expression didn't seem fake, Wen Jiuxiao raised his arm suspiciously, sniffed, but didn't smell anything strange, "No."

   "Yes!" Yu Zhi insisted, took away his hand, and moved his nose a few times, "Really, don't come here, I smell bad." His brows were tightly frowned.

   "Where is it uncomfortable? Let me see." Wen Jiuxiao was anxious.

   "Don't..." Before he could finish speaking, Yu Zhi vomited. She stretched out her hand, resisting, "You, don't come here, vomit..."

   "Mother." The little boy ran over worriedly.

  Wen Jiuxiao's face changed, and he stood still, not daring to move, "What did you have for breakfast? Come on, what did Young Madam have for breakfast?" He thought Yu Zhi's stomach was ruined.

  Pomegranate who came in from the outside was taken aback, "Young Madam!" He quickly poured tea, "Young Madam, rinse your mouth." While patting her on the back, she called for someone to come in and clean up.

  Wen Jiuxiao looked at Yu Zhi worriedly, with a frown between his brows, he was relieved until Yu Zhi recovered. But seeing her leaning against Pomegranate weakly with her eyes closed, Wen Jiuxiao became even more worried.

  Yu Xiaozhi has always been full of energy, and he hates her looking so listless the most.

  Wen Jiuxiao wanted to go over and hug her, but was afraid that she would vomit again, so he hesitated, "I'm going to change clothes." He didn't dare to go to the bathroom here, but went to the front, and ordered Qingfeng to call for a doctor along the way.

  The doctor lived next door, and soon trotted over with a medicine box on his back, and came forward to say hello, "Young Madam."

  Yu Zhi felt that his stomach might be spoiled by eating, and he would be fine after throwing up, so why should he see a doctor? She is in good health, Wen Jiuxiao is too fussy.

  However, the doctors came, and she couldn't make it difficult for others, so she obediently stretched out her wrist, and comforted the little boy that she was sure she was fine.

  The doctor took the pulse carefully. After about three minutes, he raised his hand and said with a smile, "Young Madam, you are fine..."

  Yu Zhi also laughed, "I'll just say I'm fine." Then the doctor said: "You are pregnant, it will be a month."

  Yu Zhi's smile froze on her face, "Pregnant?" She struggled to utter these two words, is she pregnant? She lowered her head, looked at her lower abdomen, and couldn't help but put her hands on it, "Why don't I feel anything?"

The doctor said: "The month is still shallow, and this also has something to do with each person's constitution. Some women have severe nausea. They can't eat anything from the time they were conceived to the time they gave birth. Both adults and fetuses suffer. There are also some like the young lady, but You are just pregnant, you have to look behind."

  Pomegranate and the others were overjoyed. Although the young lady already had Master Zhouzhou under her knees, one is too weak, and having many children and grandchildren is a blessing.

  Everyone smiled and congratulated Yu Zhi, saying auspicious words. Even the little boy's eyes are bright, and his movements become cautious when he is next to Yu Zhi.

As for Qingfeng, as soon as the doctor diagnosed that it was a happy pulse, he rushed to the front office to announce the good news, "Third Master, Third Master, it's a great happy event. It's not that the young lady has a bad stomach, it's because she's happy." He lowered his voice The voice, but the whole person was extremely excited.

   Are you happy?

   Wen Jiuxiao's mind buzzed, joy filled his heart, "Really?"

   "Really, the doctor just diagnosed it, and it's been a month."

  Wen Jiuxiao closed his eyes and smiled, and he grinned wider.

  Oh, now that I think about it, there are seafood in the Cheng Yi sent to the prefect and the others, he is so close, it may be contaminated with fishy smell, no wonder Yu Xiaozhi vomited.

   Yu Xiaozhi is happy! They have a baby! He is going to be a father!

  Wen Jiuxiao desperately wanted to see Yu Xiaozhi, and ran to the backyard while his hair was still dripping. It is obvious that the front office is very close to the backyard, but Wen Jiuxiao thinks it is so far away.