The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law

"Miss, don’t rush and don’t be angry anymore. Fortunately, the little bitch from the Zhang Family met a miserable end. You’ll definitely be able to cure the poison in you, cousin is so amazing, isn’t she? You’re bound to give birth to a big, chubby boy..."

"Xiang Chun, shut your mouth!" Lin Qianqing couldn’t listen anymore and said, "You’re becoming more and more talkative. Is it because you also want to get married?"

"Ah...?" Xiang Chun widened her eyes, then her face suddenly blushed as she said, "Miss, what are you talking about? Xiang Chun was appointed to cousin by the old madam. I’m not getting married."

"Then why are you so nosy? Even managing to comment on my childbearing."

At this point, Xiang Chun didn’t dare to speak and just honestly led Lin Qianqing into the house.

The floor heating in Gu Youyou’s Warm Pavilion was burning vigorously. The weather was no longer cold, and coupled with the floor heating, a wave of heat greeted her upon entering the room.

Lin Qianqing took off her coat and said, "Cousin, you’re still burning the floor heating so vigorously with this weather?"

Gu Youyou came out from the inner room, wearing only a thin spring garment that Lin Qianqing had never seen before. Her hair was clumsily tied up and rested on her shoulder, adding a few touches of lazy allure to her appearance.

"I’m in my postpartum confinement, and there’s also a child in the house, naturally it can’t be compared with you," said Gu Youyou with a light smile.

Xiang Chun made faces on the side, thinking to herself: Miss came to you precisely because of infertility, and here you are, bringing up children, isn’t that akin to stabbing someone in the heart with a knife?