The wicked sister-in-law is in charge; meals include fish and shrimp.

Chapter 329 Guo Rong panicked

Meng Jichang seemed unable to believe what he had heard. He asked the servant again and then repeated what he had just said.

"Good good!"

"There will be a reward! Everyone will be rewarded!"

"Madam, quickly prepare some nourishing foods and send them to Pear Blossom Garden. Don't let my son go hungry!"

He was so happy that his face turned bright red, and he couldn't wait a moment longer, so he led his men toward the Pear Blossom Garden.

Guo Rong felt anxious and angry as she watched everyone rushing towards Aunt Qiu's courtyard.

Of all the concubines, Aunt Qiu was the most favored. Every time, she would have someone deliver the medicine to her in a timely manner and would also have her people watch her drink it.

How did Aunt Qiu get pregnant?

She squinted, watching her mentally challenged son, whose palms were sweating.

She absolutely wouldn't allow it! What would happen to her Yang'er if that bitch really gave birth to a son?

After so many years of marriage, no one understands Meng Jichang better than her.

"What's wrong, Mother?" Seeing that her face looked a little off, Meng Jingyang reached out and touched her forehead.

Guo Rong was overjoyed and pulled him out the door, saying, "Mother is alright, let's go to Pear Blossom Garden to see her."

The Pear Blossom Garden was packed with people; almost everyone from the manor had come.

Aunt Qiu lay on the bed, blushing. Meng Jichang held her hand, his tone gentler than ever before.

"I'll come and keep you company whenever I have free time."

"You're pregnant, so be careful."

"If you need anything, just send someone to ask the First Madam."

Aunt Qiu nodded obediently, resting her head gently on Meng Jichang's shoulder. "Master, you should just attend to your own affairs and not be distracted by me and the child in your womb."

Her voice was soft and melodious, and her petite and charming appearance made people want to cherish her.

Meng Jichang liked this aspect of her, and upon hearing this, he gently patted her back, saying, "Listen to me on this matter; just focus on your pregnancy."

As soon as Guo Rong entered, she saw their tender and affectionate appearance, and she almost couldn't keep her smile on her face.

"Qiuli's belly is really working its magic; our Meng family is definitely going to have a lively time this time."

Qiu Li was stunned for a moment, and belatedly realized that she was about to bow to her when Meng Jichang pressed her back onto the bed.

“From now on, Qiu Niang doesn’t need to come to you to pay her respects in the morning. Pregnant women need to sleep, so it’s most important for her to get plenty of rest,” Meng Jichang said with a serious expression.

Guo Rong's lips twitched imperceptibly as she nodded in agreement, "What the master says is true; she should indeed rest and recuperate."

Guo Rong had someone deliver the tonics, then left, saying she had other things to take care of.

After she left, Qiu Li's complexion improved noticeably, and many people were less nervous.

Meng Jichang stayed with her for about half an hour before he couldn't resist going to find his friend so he could show off.

So that they wouldn't keep saying they had a poor lineage and could only have one son, Meng Jingyang.

There was no one left in the house except for his wife and his maid.

The old woman checked the yard to make sure no one was there before closing the gate. Only then did she dare to speak after returning to the house.

"Auntie, those things..."

She pointed at the nourishing items that Guo Rong had brought, seemingly undecided.

Qiu Li looked up and said calmly, "Keep them all. Master saw her deliver them."

"I don't believe she would dare to put something in there!"

She almost ground her teeth to powder when she talked about this.

In the past, whenever that old woman brought her medicine, she would foolishly drink it.

They say that taking medicine to regulate the body can help you get pregnant, but who would add alum to a fertility formula?

If it weren't for the nanny saying something, she probably would have drunk herself to death without ever knowing!

She made an excuse that the people in the yard were not working properly, and that Meng Jichang would replace them with a new batch of people in the next couple of days.

She had also paid a high price to hire the new physician from the prefectural hospital, and she refused to believe that being careful in everything would allow that old woman to take advantage of her.

She gently touched her belly, her eyes overflowing with tenderness. "My child, my child, you must be a boy."

She wouldn't mind if it were a girl; she's saved up quite a bit of money since taking her in, enough for her daughter to spend.

So what if it's a boy, a son born out of wedlock? Meng Jingyang is a legitimate son with a mental problem!

With her as a cautionary tale, that old woman will definitely be more careful with her other concubines in the future.

Guo Rong likely already has the lives of infants in her hands.

As long as she takes good care of her child, she won't have to worry about a good life in the future.

Guo Rong returned to her own courtyard and couldn't calm down for a long time. When she saw Meng Jingyang squatting in the yard watching ants move, she felt utterly incompetent for the first time.

Judging from Qiu Li's expression just now, she's probably already on guard against me, making it a bit difficult to make a move now.

Just as she was thinking of a solution, a cat's meow outside caught her eye.

If the son can't do it, surely the grandson can?!

If Qiu Li's unborn child is lucky enough to survive, it will only be a worthless illegitimate child.

Her son is the legitimate son! So if her son has another son, he will be the legitimate grandson!

Isn't he more desirable than a concubine's son?! Then Qiu Li's child naturally poses no threat to her Yang'er.

She stood up excitedly and ordered the servants, "Quickly go out and inquire about Miss Song's whereabouts!"

"If you get any news, send more men to bring her back to me!"

She was so happy that she didn't even have the mind to think of ways to get back at Qiu Li. If it weren't for her son's crying and fussing, she would have gone straight to find him a suitable girl to marry.

Song Tingwan, who was having a great time, had no idea that both families were frantically looking for her.

She walked through the orchard, carrying a lot of fruit in her arms.

"Luo Zhi, I've never seen these kinds of fruits where I'm from before."

She declined to come yesterday, but Wen Zizhou said she was being too sentimental.

In a fit of pique, she agreed to come and have some fun today.

I thought the countryside was just about digging for loaches in the fields or catching fish in the river, but I never imagined it would be so much fun here.

The restaurant was closed today, and Wen Zizhou wanted to sleep in, but Xie He dragged him out of bed, saying, "We have guests, why are you sleeping in bed?"

"Watch out, or I'll beat you so badly you'll be bedridden for life!"

Wen Zizhou got up feeling wronged; he was dragged up the mountain before he was even fully awake.

At this moment, he was filled with resentment, holding a big, bright red apple in his hand and crunching it to vent his anger.

"Tch!" He scoffed when he saw Song Tingwan's naive and unsophisticated attitude.

"From now on, I'll pick all the fruit from my garden for you."

The voice wasn't too loud or too soft, but Wen Luozhi heard it clearly.

She picked up a rotten apple from her pocket and threw it at him, causing Wen Zizhou to cry out in pain.

"You never do any work, but you've certainly been gossiping a lot."

Wen Zizhou behaved himself. Although he was unwilling, he finished the apple in his hand in a few bites and got up to pick up the rotten fruit on the ground.

Song Tingwan had also heard what she said. "Okay..." she said softly, lowering her head.

Wen Luozhi, thinking she was talking, leaned closer and said, "Tingwan, don't listen to my third brother's complaints. He's just lazy."

Song Tingwan quickly shook her head, "I didn't take it to heart. I really have been bothering you these past few days."

Adhering to the principle that guests are always welcome, Wen Luozhi also asked Wen Zixun and the others to bring up the barbecue grill and other equipment as well.

A group of young people gathered around, and Song Tingwan was naturally drawn to this unusual way of eating.