Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!
Chapter 1349: Blessing

Chapter 1349: Chapter 1349: Blessing

Zhao Shi smiled and continued the conversation, "This is true."

Yu Lu gazed at the child in her arms, who was looking at her, and she laughed, "He knows that I have made him quite a few clothes!"

The banquet began soon. The Gu family didn’t have many people; present today were only two families, Gu Zhuomin and Hu Xia, along with a few friends of Liufeng. The rest were all from Zhou Shuren’s side. The feast, prepared out of the personal purse of the grandfather Chang Yi, comprised sixteen lavish dishes filling an entire table.

Liufeng, now a Graduate, hadn’t acquired many maids or manservants. Had it not been for the accompanying maids and manservants from Yushuang’s dowry, today would have brought a flurry of activity.

In front of Yu Lu’s seat was a dish of seafood. She knitted her brows, restrained herself time and again, but couldn’t help but rise swiftly and step out.

Yushuang was astonished, "What’s wrong with her?"

Zhulan watched as Yu Lu quickly walked away, her eyes widening, "Yu Lu has been married for nearly two months now, hasn’t she?"

Lady Li came out of her daze, the arc of her mouth growing wider and wider, "Yes, almost two months."

Zhulan smiled, "Let’s have a doctor check on her in a little while."

Xue Han said with a smile, "The Wong family must be thrilled to pieces."

The commotion here naturally attracted the men’s attention. Wong Wei, seeing his wife leave, hastily stood up to pursue her with his apologies.

By the time he reached his wife, she had already finished vomiting and was rinsing her mouth, while the beaming maid stood by her side.

Wong Wei, displeased, watched the maid and hurried over to support his wife, asking with concern, "What’s making you uncomfortable?"

Yu Lu shook her head; her mother was a prolific childbearer, she had seen much and knew plenty, this reaction—her face changed and changed again, frightening Wong Wei, "What exactly is making you uncomfortable?"

Yu Lu pulled her husband’s sleeve, gesturing for him to come closer, and whispered her suspicion. Wong Wei was completely dumbfounded.

Seeing this, Yu Lu thought, indeed, he’s really bewildered.

By the time Wong Wei came back to himself, Yu Lu was already sitting down to rest. Wong Wei took his wife’s hand, "Really, is this true?"

Yu Lu rolled her eyes inwardly, "We still need to wait for the doctor to take my pulse to be sure."

"Then let’s go and get the doctor."

"At this time, grandma has already sent for one, I just need to wait."

Wong Wei held his wife’s hand tighter, "Oh, okay, I’ll stay with you."

The doctor arrived quickly, and Zhulan and the others quietly awaited the outcome. The doctor stroked his beard carefully, taking his time to ensure he was not mistaken amidst the pressure of so many watchful eyes.

After standing up, the doctor congratulated them: "Indeed, it’s a joyful pulse, nearly two months along."

Zhulan wasn’t worried about when Yushuang would have children; she even felt it was better to wait a few more years. However, Yu Lu was different. This time, she too had become intensely conventional, "Good, good."

Lady Li’s eyes reddened; heaven knows how much she feared her daughter would be mistreated in the Wong family if she didn’t conceive soon. But now everything was fine; she could relax again.

Yu Lu still felt somewhat surreal, even though she herself had felt it; it wasn’t until the doctor left that she regained a sense of reality.

Wong Wei rubbed his hands; what the Wong family feared most was a lack of descendants, or that the legitimate line might end with some generation. To have a child so soon after marrying was something unseen in generations; he grinned foolishly with a particularly silly smile.

Ming Teng gave Wong Wei a glare, feeling helpless inside. The continuation of lineage was critical to large families, and for the lineage-concerned Wong family especially so. He could imagine how his sister would be practically worshipped when she returned.

And indeed, as expected, before Yu Lu and Wong Wei could return to the Wong residence, the messenger had gone back, and Mrs. Tao and the grandmother were so excited they were ready to send someone to fetch them.

The elderly lady who had been abstaining and praying to Buddha for many years could no longer maintain her piety this time; faced with the child, she was still very much a worldly person, and after her excitement subsided, she kept chanting Amitabha.

As Yu Lu alighted from the carriage, lo and behold, both her great-grandmother and grandmother’s personal maids were present. Such a scene, um, was really something Yu Lu was unaccustomed to.

The maid beside the great-grandmother cautioned, "Be careful, I will support you."

Saying so, she pushed the young master aside and personally attended to her.

The maid beside the grandmother inquired, "I heard you vomited, did you eat anything afterwards, and is there anything you fancy eating now?"

Wong Wei stared blankly at everyone walking away, his mouth slightly ajar, and finally said to his young servant, "I am also a contributing hero, you know!"

The young servant, trying to suppress his urge to laugh, said, "Young Master, let’s hurry up and catch up with them."

Seeing that Wong Wei had nearly lost sight of the group ahead, he said, "Let’s go."

The next day, Zhulan guessed that Mrs. Tao would come, but she didn’t expect Mrs. Tao to bring gifts, and all of them were the paintings Zhulan liked, "These were picked from my husband’s study, do you like them?"

Zhulan naturally liked them and could imagine official Wong’s reluctance to give them away, "I’m sure official Wong must have found it hard to part with them."

Mrs. Tao said, "In the face of a great-grandson, everything else is trivial."

Zhulan pointed to the paintings, "You’re about to have another great-grandson or great-granddaughter, why are you giving me presents instead?"

Mrs. Tao explained, "Our family believes you have the greatest fortune, so we wanted to ask you for extra blessings for the unborn child."

Zhulan spoke frankly, "Having boys or girls is down to fate, and it’s good to bloom before bearing fruit. Just don’t have too high expectations and treat my granddaughter poorly."

Mrs. Tao waved her hand dismissively, "I won’t. With Yu Lu getting pregnant so quickly, who’s afraid there won’t be many children in the future?"

This was the truth. She had high hopes for Yu Lu, never expecting the child to come so soon. The whole family was overjoyed yesterday, praising her good judgment, and the Wong family couldn’t help but be happy; having offspring was indeed a great struggle.

Her son had been married for many years, and Wong Wei had gotten married, yet there was still only one child, Wong Wei.

Zhulan, of course, hoped that both Yu Lu and the child were well, even without the gifts brought by Mrs. Tao, and wished them well every day.

But, "Do you really believe I possess such great fortune?"

Mrs. Tao looked at her as if she were oblivious to her own worth, "If your fortune is not great, then whose is?"

With a house full of grandchildren and holding the title of a second-rank wife, nurturing Prince Qin, having a daughter who became Princess Consort Qin, and even a son-in-law who isn’t very ambitious but is on his way to becoming someone everyone admires—there are very few in the capital who could match up to this fortune.

Listening to Mrs. Tao enumerate her blessings, Zhulan thought to herself that indeed they were fortunate, but more importantly, they had strategized every step of the way.

At the Ministry of Revenue, Zhou Shuren faced Wong Ju, who was sporting a silly grin, "Stop laughing already, my eyes hurt from looking at you."

Wong Ju, as he got older, grew rounder; his body expanded outwards, and his face got bigger, but his hair on his head grew sparse, it was a sorry sight.

Wong Ju noticed Zhou Shuren’s gaze on the top of his head, and his face darkened. He wanted to retort, but when he saw Zhou Shuren’s hair, he hesitated; Zhou Shuren’s hair had turned white but wasn’t bald, and he still had plenty of it. Wong Ju felt disheartened in contrast.

Zhou Shuren said, "Boy or girl, it’s all the same."

Wong Ju understood and said with a smile, "Naturally, our family lacks both boys and girls."

Having daughters was also treasured in their own lineage, as other clans often didn’t lack girls for marital alliances—only the Wong family was short on daughters too.

Zhou Shuren opened his mouth as if to speak, but in the end, he remained silent. He had already made a promise to the Wong family, and it wouldn’t be appropriate to interfere further. Then Zhou Shuren found Wong Ju even more irritating, "Fare thee well, I won’t see you out."

Wong Ju, "..."