Pregnant?

A Yu looked at Mr. Xiaobai who was rushing towards the bathroom in a daze.

Then I heard the earth-shaking sound of vomiting in the bathroom.

"vomit--"

"Is the chicken legs expired??"

"Damn, why...don't you...don't you-"

Mr. Xiaobai cursed the chicken legs and vomited wildly. Ayu's chopsticks almost fell to the ground and blinked.

The black eyes were slightly turning, as if they were thinking about themselves.

These days, Ayu is indeed a little depressed. He can't get excited. He is not interested in anything he does. He is always lazy and sleeps. He is rarely lazy in bed. If he eats, he doesn't have much appetite, but he doesn't have any symptoms of nausea and vomiting.

Ayu thought it was just because he was worried because of Mr. Zou.

Unexpectedly...

A trace of surprise flashed across A Yu's face, and Wanqi Linmu quickly said, "A Yu... Actually, this is the case, that..."

Wanqi Linmu rarely did not organize his language, but A Yu said, "Is it...really? Mr. Xiaobai said it."

Wanqi Linmu: “…yes.”

Ayu nodded, because Mr. Xiaobai just said that he had missed his mouth and Ayu was mentally prepared, so he didn't seem to be too surprised.

After all, A Yu has also seen the world, and he is cold-hearted, so he accepted it very calmly.

Luo Shen put down the bowls and chopsticks and said solemnly: "We respect any decisions you make."

Luo Shen’s meaning is very obvious. Whether A Yu wants this child or not, Luo Shen supports it unconditionally.

Everyone looked at A Yu, but A Yu didn't say anything for a moment.

At this time, Mr. Xiaobai walked out of the bathroom staggeringly, like an eggplant made from frost, and it became wilted in an instant, but he still struggled, holding the wall and walked out, saying, "I want me to say, A Yu, don't be sad, who hasn't liked a scumbag? There is no grass in this world..."

Wanqi Linmu was about to say that Mr. Xiaobai would suddenly comfort someone, but he heard Mr. Xiaobai smile and say, "There is no fragrant grass everywhere, one by one, next to the grass... Oh my god! Why are you pinching me??"

Mr. Xiaobai jumped up and instantly "punched and kicked" Wen Shiyi, and said angrily: "I have a temper too! Oppose domestic violence!"

Wen Shiyi smiled and said, "I still want to go next to the grass one by one? It seems that I am too polite to you."

"Help - help!! Don't laugh, save me!"

Mr. Xiaobai jumped up and circled around the table, as if he was playing the game of eagle catching chickens with Wen Shiyi.

A Yu couldn't help but laughed.

Mr. Xiaobai said: "A Yu, you have no conscience. I just said such a joke to comfort you. Now that I am being abused by domestic violence, how can you not save me and still laugh!?"

A Yu hurriedly said, "Sorry, I just... think Mr. Xiaobai, your relationship with your uncle is really good."

Wen Shiyi is Wanqi Linmu's younger brother. Although she is not a real brother, she grew up together when she was a child. Ayu was Wanqi Linmu's eldest son, so naturally she had to call Wen Shiyi the younger uncle.

Mr. Xiaobai stared at his eyes and said, "Good relationship?! Which eye did you see it with?!"

Wen Shiyi smiled coldly and said, "I'll count to three, come here quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"Hmph! You're not polite, I'll... not go!" Mr. Xiaobai cursed.

"one……"

As soon as Wen Shiyi counted, Mr. Xiaobai immediately applied oil to the soles of his feet. With a "slip", he rushed to Wen Shiyi and said, "Hero, I'm here. If you have something to say, you can passively touch your feet."

Wen Shiyi pinched Mr. Xiaobai's neck, pressed the person back to the table, and said, "Eat."

The chaotic supper continued, Ayu picked up the bowls and chopsticks again, bit the chopsticks head, and suddenly said: "Actually... I think Mr. Xiaobai's proposal is also good, it's okay to go and relax."

Luo Shen and Wanqi Linmu were going to follow Mr. Xiaobai to the promotion village, and they were worried that Ayu was not as good as Ayu. After all, Ayu's health is quite special now, so it is best for Ayu to be willing to follow him.

Wanqi Linmu said, "Okay, we will pack our luggage later."

Mr. Xiaobai picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth, and smiled and said, "That's right. Come with me, this flower world..."

When he said this, he suddenly said "um!" Although Wen Shiyi was disdainful on her face, she said, "Are you stabbed by a fish bone? You told you to talk so much when you eat, so you should spit it out soon."

Mr. Xiaobai shook his head vigorously, his face turned green in an instant, he jumped up again, and rushed towards the bathroom.

"vomit--!!"

"A stinky smell!"

"It's so fishy, ​​the fish scales aren't scratched off!"

Wen Shiyi was a little surprised. Doesn’t Mr. Xiaobai like to eat fish? Why did he suddenly feel the smell of fish?

He couldn't sit still, so he hurried to the bathroom and said, "Are you sick?"

After vomiting, Mr. Xiaobai felt weak all over. Wen Shiyi was carried out from the bathroom and said weakly: "I... I must have a gastrointestinal cold. I can't do it anymore. I feel like I'm going to vomit to death..."

Luo Shen smiled faintly and said, "Don't take cold medicine, it's not a cold."

Seeing that he was smiling so terrified, Mr. Xiaobai said, "No... it's not a terminal illness, right?"

Luo Shen nodded and said, "For you, it must be a terminal illness and cannot be cured, but it can heal itself."

Mr. Xiaobai's face turned pale and said, "What is the terminal illness?"

Wen Shiyi said: "Master Luo San, don't scare him. The little idiot is most afraid of death, and you don't know."

Because of his mother, Mr. Xiaobai was very afraid of death and always paid a lot of money on the road to immortality. Everyone knows this. When Luo Shenyi scared him, Mr. Xiaobai felt that his legs were weak and he was not good at all, as if he was about to die at any time.

Luo Shen said: "I'm not kidding."

"It's over..." Mr. Xiaobai muttered in a state of silence: "I'm over..."

I heard Luo Shen say lightly: "It's pregnancy."

"It's okay!" Mr. Xiaobai patted his chest heavily and breathed a sigh of relief: "Pregnant? It's okay to be pregnant, it's okay to be pregnant, it's enough to be unable to die... Wait! Pregnant?!"

He reacted and stared at him.

Luo Shen nodded, not like a joke: "It's true that it can't be cured, but it can heal itself."

Wanqi Linmu: "..." Luo Shen stayed with him, and it seemed that the humorous cell had greatly improved, and it was still cold humor...

Mr. Xiaobai sneered, with a hint of pride in his tone: "I am a man!"

Luo Shen said: "This has nothing to do with whether you are a man or not."

Mr. Xiaobai said: "It doesn't matter?"

Luo Guan looked at Wen Shiyi and said, "It depends on what kind of physical constitution my brother-in-law has."

Although Wen Shiyi is a tomb bird, he is the son of Wanqi Jinghou and Wen Baiyu, and he is still of the blood of Zhulong.

Zhulong’s reproduction is quite amazing. Mr. Xiaobai and Wen Shiyi have been together for a long time. Because Mr. Xiaobai thinks that everyone is a man, he has no special protective measures. Wen Shiyi does not have experience in this area, so he...

Mr. Xiaobai looked like he was refreshed and opened the door to a new world. He sat at the table tremblingly, but he still couldn't believe it.

Luo Shen smiled and said, "The village of promotion is beautiful and the air is good, which is indeed suitable for Mr. Xiaobai to raise his baby."

"Ah!" When Mr. Xiaobai heard the last two words, he shouted loudly, covered his ears with his hands, and looked like "I don't listen to the turtle chanting," and ran upstairs.

Wen Shiyi: "..."

Ayu blinked his eyes, and the chopsticks almost fell off again.

Wanqi Linmu suddenly felt a little relieved. His son was still reliable, at least he was "constant in the face of danger". If he did like Mr. Xiaobai, wouldn't he worry so much?

That night, everyone contacted Jing Yan and prepared to take a walk to Zhengguan Village. Jing Yan was a cold person, but he was capable and had no nonsense. He agreed to see him at the train station tomorrow and hung up the phone.

Early the next morning, everyone was about to leave for the train station. The village of Zhengguan was relatively remote, and it was troublesome to take a plane. After getting off the train, you could drive to the village directly.

It takes overnight on the train, and according to Mr. Xiaobai, there is nothing in the village to be promoted, and it is good to turn on the electricity. There is no shampoo, shower gel, etc., and you need to take it with you by yourself, so your luggage is naturally very heavy.

Of course, let alone a hotel can be found in the village.

Mr. Xiaobai held his suitcase and said carelessly as he walked: "I tell you, don't worry, isn't I still there? Our coffin shop is very big in the village. No matter what, our Bai family is also the richest man in the promoted village. The house is still very large and will never treat you badly."

Wanqi Linmu's eyelids twitched a little and said, "Your home is not in the coffin shop, right?"

Mr. Xiaobai said: "The shop is opened in the front and people live in the back. The place is big..."

As he said that, he saw Wanqi Linmu's disgusting eyes and said, "What's wrong? You are a cemetery who still dislikes my coffin shop."

Wanqi Linmu: "..." he was powerless to refute.

Wanqi Linmu said, "I thought about it carefully. If you don't put out the shop, I can do some business with you."

Mr. Xiaobai smiled and said, "I really disdain to do this coffin shop business. The coffin shop business has not been good over the years. The poor cannot afford coffins, and the rich do not want to buy coffins. Most of them are exported."

Also exported?

Mr. Xiaobai said again: "It's not much money to export, it's not as good as my real estate, and... it's not clean. I heard from the shopkeeper that it's always haunted, so I want to sell it out."

The coffin shop has a strong yin energy, so it is reasonable that some strange things happen.

While talking, everyone loaded their luggage into the car. The security guard drove the car and prepared to take it to the train station and then drove back, so as not to take a taxi so much luggage. The Happy Cemetery was remote and the taxi was unwilling to take orders.

Because Mr. Xiaobai suddenly won the bid, Wen Shiyi became much gentler and helped Mr. Xiaobai carry the box onto the trunk of the car.
To be continued...