readytorunbook Chapter 339: Evil Begets Evil
Chapter 339: Evil Begets Evil
Fortunately, the son-in-law was at home. Besides accompanying his daughter, he also accompanied his grandson in boxing and martial arts, and accompanied his granddaughter in doing circles and leg stretching. Father Ji came over with a smile and looked at Yun Xiao, who was wearing protective gear, punching and kicking the sandbag. His punches and kicks were as swift as the wind. At such a young age, he never complained or felt tired.
Look at the son-in-law who is holding a pair of big hammers steadily and holding a horse stance on the side. His face is not red and he is not angry. Like father, like son. The talent of the father and son in martial arts is indeed amazing.
Back then, Brother Ji gave up literature and took up martial arts, which was a blessing. Unlike him, he was powerless. Ji Wenshu's old face flushed, and he was slightly proud. Mingxi was smart, and he inherited Wangshu's intelligence. In the final analysis, he had 50% credit.
Thinking of this, Ji's father felt a little more proud. He thought that his son-in-law doted on his daughter as much as he did, and that his daughter must have been influenced by him. He felt even more proud.
So when he was alone with his son-in-law and talked about the excessive killing, his tone was soft, "It's not appropriate to act so cruelly."
"Father-in-law, Xiuyuan is not a murderous person. A man in this world can die standing, but he cannot tolerate the slightest intention of a villain to murder his wife and children."
Stopping killing with killing, fighting violence with violence, is purely out of desperation. When facing evil, one should not do good.
The father-in-law and son-in-law walked along the backyard path, both lowering their voices. Ji's father was always gentle with gentleness, and even gentler with strength. "Xiuyuan, Shushu is pregnant. It's not appropriate to make drastic moves at this time!"
Qin Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows. "Father-in-law, if you believe it, it's true. If you don't believe it, it's false. Shushu is suffering physically and her emotions are fluctuating. You and mother-in-law should not mention these things to her. Evil people produce evil children, and torture stops evil."
He was surprised that Shu Shu would be punished as well as the descendants of those who kidnapped and killed their children. However, as long as a child was born into Mingxi, and was raised with great difficulty for ten months to be smart and lovely, if they suffered such a tragic situation because of the malice of others, not to mention the punishment for his children, he would even dig out and whip the corpses of the other party's ancestors for eighteen generations.
The couple respects the elderly but does not obey them, they are exactly the same. It is hard to say whether the husband follows the elders or the wife follows the elders. Father Ji thought about it and decided to go back and do his own calculations, as he has not yet settled the accounts from yesterday.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qin Xiuyuan brought his two children to visit Wang. Perhaps because distant people are more fragrant than nearby, the relationship between mother and children improved, and Wang took the initiative to ask about her daughter-in-law's pregnancy.
"It's always uncomfortable. My arm is much better this month, but my appetite has decreased and I vomit a lot. My stomach is big, and I toss and turn at night and can't sleep well."
Wang knew how difficult it was for a woman to get pregnant. Although she was still dissatisfied with her daughter-in-law, she put herself in her daughter-in-law's shoes and gave her a few more instructions: "Yuan'er should arrange for a midwife as soon as possible. No matter how busy you are, you must give her some time."
Qin Xiuyuan said yes, and that night he relayed his mother's caring words. Wangshu, who was doing rehabilitation exercises, raised and lowered a handful of soybeans in his right hand, and hummed a little.
The palm-sized sunken wound on her shoulder had long since shed its dark brown scab, and the new pink flesh that had grown on it was delicate and weak. She had to spend a lot of time every day to re-grasp the chopsticks and write. When her husband was at home for a long time, she would make a fool of herself a hundred times, and people would see her ninety-nine times.
Soldiers were stationed in Yongzhou. At this time, the man chose not to go south, and Wangshu could not drive him to Bazhou. At this time, he had to keep the peace all the time. The distance was not satisfactory, and with his belly getting bigger and bigger, Wangshu could no longer be a fairy. He was distressed and lazy every day.
Men have their own ways. They pick up some straightforward pamphlets about a powerful general falling in love with a shrewd village girl, or a chivalrous woman going down the mountain to gain experience and making the martial arts leader dizzy and confused, and hold her in their arms and read aloud word for word, making her laugh at the absurd plot.
He fetched the account book, carefully checked the revenue from the previous day, and observed the good things that Ji Shouxin had sent him; if that didn't work, he would hold the man tightly and let her touch him all over, and let her do whatever she wanted to his face, legs and buttocks. As long as the fetus was safe, he could also rest assured to eat a little meat from time to time.
Wangshu didn't know why, but the more her belly grew, the more addicted she became. She wished the man would get in and relieve her. She turned her back to the man... and anxiously turned around to beg him, saying whatever he wanted to hear without restraint, such as "The Golden Cudgel is not allowed to pass through the house three times without entering..."
The man's face turned red, his heart beat fast, and he was gasping for breath, with his veins exposed.
The little woman was thin and had a scary bulging belly. No matter how soft her breasts were or how tight and warm her vagina was, the man didn't dare to act rashly. His nails were trimmed so that they were round and smooth, and he would only taste it briefly.
"I'll feed you as much as I can after you give birth to the baby. Is thirty years enough?" Qin Xiuyuan poked him, his mouth warm. "You little greedy cat has been eating for fifteen years, and your appetite has only grown."
Wangshu, who was driven by hormones and thought about it day and night, was speechless...
On normal days, he would watch people do rehabilitation and prenatal exercises, and accompany them for walks. But now, he only had to lie down naked, protecting the people's bellies, allowing the women who couldn't leave him to carry his children, nestling in his arms again and again, closely connected to him.
Not to mention deploying troops in Yongzhou and Bazhou, even if he deployed troops under the city of Chang'an, he would have to feed the people before leaving.
On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Chun Yang gave birth to a baby girl after three hours. The baby was big and had a loud voice, which made Tang Bo very happy.
When the female disciple of the martial arts school came to announce the good news, Wangshu, who was seven months pregnant, was kicked by the baby in her belly and had a miscarriage. Her face looked extremely bad and she was sweating profusely while lying in the man's arms. Ji's mother took charge and announced the rewards that had been decided, and quickly cleared the room.
There were plenty of toilets in the house. After everyone left, Qin Xiuyuan lifted the tall woman's cotton skirt to reveal her round and shiny belly that was bulged out by the fetus. The belly support belt fixed the floating belly to prevent it from falling down. He circled his palms around to comfort her. Marrying him meant a soft and flat belly and a thin waist.
The last time Yun Xiao and Ming Xi moved in, their bulges weren't as high as this one. Life is truly awe-inspiring. A person's body shape can change drastically in just a few months. With this thin belly, he's been afraid in his dreams so many times that the fetus will burst the woman's belly...
Qin Xiuyuan stopped his terrible idea, let down his skirt, and let the midwife explore again. The half-asleep Wangshu moaned and moved his legs uncomfortably. The man looked down at her, and only looked up at the midwife after she fell asleep again.
The midwife weighed the baby in her hand and indicated that there was no problem.
Qin Xiuyuan looked at her fingers, then looked at Xiaoqing and waved his hand.
Xiaoqing escorted the midwife out of the inner bedroom and quickly reminded her, "Mother-in-law, the Madam's health is precious. Now that you have been assigned a job close to her, your hands must be smooth and round."
The midwife is helpless. She is so spoiled. She gave birth to a pair of babies and then kicked out another pair. It's so troublesome for you! ...
I soak my hands in milk every day.
She just soaked her hands and trimmed her nails every day, and one day she was called away because of heavy fetal movement. For some reason, she glanced at the general's fingers resting on her belly. His five fingers were slender and white, and his nails were polished to be round and smooth. Her heart suddenly jumped with anxiety, and she dared not look up again.