Good Fortune Arrives at the Door of a Rural Doctor's Daughter

  Sitting on the couch, Fuyoulian's small hands stroked her already bulging belly, inside which was her and Lianqing's child? She blinked, just thinking of leaning back, when suddenly the little guy in her tummy moved, startling her, "Husband, husband, he's moving."

  "Ah, I... can I touch it?" Lian Qing was a bit nervous, with an expectant gaze at Fu Qiu Lian. She smiled and put his hand on her belly, "Husband, talk to our baby, he must be able to hear you."

  "Ah, can you really hear? But it hasn't been born yet, what can it hear?" Lian Qing thought Fu Qiulian was teasing him and wasn't very convinced. With a layer of clothes in between, he placed his hand on his abdomen, staring intently, afraid that he might miss something. Unfortunately, the little guy didn't move at all. Seeing his disappointed look, Fu Qiulian's eyes slightly turned, "Sir, you must not have communicated with him much, he doesn't recognize you, so he's not greeting you."

  "Ah, is there such a saying?" Lian Qing's face was filled with skepticism. How come he had never heard of it before? He furrowed his brow and looked at Fu Qiu Lian who was leaning against the couch with a smile all over her face. "How come I've never known about this saying?"

  "Didn't have it before, but now I do? This is our family's secret recipe, and I'm telling you, my wife. What's wrong with you, don't you believe me?" Fu Qiulian pinched her waist, pretending to be fierce, making Qing laugh uncontrollably. "Believe, of course husband believes his wife."

  "Really?"

  "Believe it."

  "So, husband, you should communicate with our baby more from now on. Hmm, not too much, just two hours a day is fine." She smiled sweetly, "Starting from tomorrow, husband, remember to spare two hours every day to read books with our baby."

  "Read, read books? She's still in the womb, what can she understand?" As soon as Lian Qing said this, he looked up to see Fu Qiulian with a resentful and wronged gaze, rubbing his eyebrows in resignation. "Alright, I'll start reading for two hours every day starting tomorrow." Might as well be reciting to himself anyway.

  Fu Qiu Lian looked at Lian Qing and sighed, "If only I could play the piano or something, we could give our baby music education every day. Unfortunately, now I can only tell her stories." She then turned to Lian Qing, "Husband, don't underestimate this little one, she has a good memory. You should read more books, tell more stories, and spend more time with her. When the baby is born, she will remember your voice and actively get close to you."

  "Really?"

  "When did I ever deceive you, husband?"

  Two people sat in the house and talked about the little guy in their belly, finally reaching an agreement. Starting tomorrow, they will take out about half an hour to read books every day. As for the type, Fuzhilian doesn't have any special requirements for now, as long as it's not something violent like fighting and killing.

  It was about time, and Fu Qiu Lian couldn't help but yawn. Lian Qing got up to support her as she lay down, "You sleep slowly, did your leg cramp again yesterday? I'll help you massage it first."

  Lian Qing's movements were gentle, full of pampering. Fu Qiulian was initially still awake with her eyes open, but later on, slowly and unknowingly, she fell asleep. Before falling asleep, she turned over and mumbled, "Husband, you're really good."

  Waiting for her to fall asleep, Lian took a thin quilt and covered Fuling well. There was no ice in the room, but she could see a layer of fine sweat seeping out on her forehead. Qing took a clean handkerchief and wiped it away, thinking for a moment before putting down the book and picking up a fan to sit beside Fuling, fanning her gently...

  The next day, Fu Qiulian opened her eyes to find herself alone. She was used to getting up early to practice her needlework, so she slowly sat up, got out of bed, and put on her shoes before standing up. Just then, Liu Mama's bright voice rang out, "Miss is awake? Sit still and don't move, Liu Mama will help you get dressed."

  "Thank you, Liu Mama." The affection had been there since childhood, although she wasn't the real Fu Qiu Lian. Seeing Liu Mama still made her feel a joyful thumping in her heart, which should be the emotions left behind by the original owner. She smiled and patted her own chest, silently saying, "Don't worry, your loved ones are my loved ones too. The people you care about, I will also care for them and take care of them. When they respect me like their own elder, you can rest assured."

  After washing and dressing in everyday clothes, Liu's mother carefully supported her, and the two of them arrived at the small flower hall. Fow Old Master followed behind, smiled at her, and said, "Good morning, daughter! Your brother and Lian Xiaozi have gone out to buy things together. Shall we eat together, just the two of us?"

  "Alright, daughter accompany Father." Tomorrow is Master Fu's birthday, Fu Zhanqiang went out and she knew it, should be going to buy things for preparation, but why did Lian Qing follow him? She had the heart to ask, but was afraid of being teased by Master Fu. Anyway, her own brother wouldn't really do anything to Lian Qing, thinking so, she put down her mind, picked up a crystal bun with chopsticks and handed it to Master Fu, "Father, please have some."

  "Ah, ah, my dear daughter, you should eat more too, don't starve my big fat grandson." Old Master Fu was eager to stuff all the food into his own daughter's mouth, and seeing that the food in front of him was about to pile up like a small mountain, Fu Qiulian hastily spoke out again to stop him, "Dad, you can't raise your daughter like a pig."

  "What's wrong with being a little pig, white and chubby? Look at you now, what have you become? It pains me to look at you." Hearing Old Master Fú Qiū's words, Fú Qiū Liǎn secretly rolled her eyes. This was still considered thin? She had already developed a double chin.

  After having breakfast, I chatted with Master Fu for a while. Then he went to the front yard, and Fu Qiulian wandered around in the back yard by herself. Liu Mama finished her work and walked over with a smile, "Miss, take a look, everything in this courtyard is still the same, including your bedroom. Master has instructed that it be cleaned every day, fearing you might not feel comfortable when you come. Moreover, whenever Master is unhappy, he often sits in front of your bedroom door for half an hour. No one can call him away."

  "Dad loves me, this daughter." Fú Qiūlián listened to these words, Fú Qiūlián's heart felt a slight pang of sourness. In this life, she was able to meet such a father and brother; she was really very fortunate.

  After turning for a while, Fu Qiulian felt a bit tired and sat down on the chair in the courtyard. She looked up at Liu Mama beside her, and with this glance, she frowned, "Liu Mama, have you been having bloating, poor appetite, severe lower back pain, and constipation lately?"

  "Ah, young lady, how did you know? This old slave has been suffering from this illness for days, and several doctors have come to see me, but none of them have been able to cure me. They all say it's just an old ailment and that I should just take care of myself..." Listening to Liu Mama's complaining words, Fu Qiu Lian smiled slightly, "If you trust me, Mother, why don't you let me help take a look at the nanny?"

  "Ah, Miss, when will you be able to see patients?"

  "Ah, open your mouth and let me take a look?" After carefully examining her tongue coating, Fu Qiu Lian nodded to herself, the tongue was pale with a thin white coating. She then felt her pulse again, which was slightly sinking, confirming that it was indeed a case of spleen deficiency and yang vacuity. In fact, this illness is quite simple to treat, just warming and supplementing the spleen will do.

  Digression

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