In addition to various clocks, Chu Li also brought back a strange desk calendar with many foreign numbers written on it, as well as some strange illustrations and many foreign words that she didn't know.

Chu Li didn't know foreign words either. He only knew those numbers. He said, "After the meal, I will teach you to recognize them again. Those numbers are easy to recognize."

As for the strange foreign words on it, Chu Li ignored them.

Xi Feng smiled and said, "This desk calendar looks like the day. If you give it to Ah Niang, Ah Niang's memory is much worse than in previous years and she often forgets her days."

"Okay, we will send it together at that time. Just so I will teach you how to understand the foreign numbers above."

Chu Li put the desk calendar aside and ordered the maid to put the rest of the things, as for the pocket watch, it was still hung around Xi Feng's neck.

After dinner, the couple went to Ning'an Hall. Lao An was very happy to look at the desk calendar and learned the dozens of numbers from his son seriously.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Chu family prepared two banquets.

Men have a table, women have a table.

Mrs. Chu has been pregnant for eight months, and she can't see her toes when she walks with a big belly. Every day when she takes a meal and walks, Mr. Chu doesn't feel relieved to support her personally, and she is scared every time.

Today, Xi Feng specially ordered his servants to prepare a spacious and sturdy Grand Master chair for Mrs. Chu to sit on it. A soft cushion was specially placed on the chair so that Mrs. Chu could sit more comfortably.

Mrs. Chu looked at the servant's caring care. She looked up and looked at Xi Feng, and smiled, "It's still the brother and sister who think carefully."

In the past few days, the bigger my stomach is, the more uncomfortable I feel when I sit. It’s too hard and uncomfortable to sit. But walking with my stomach straight, I feel so tired. In short, life is very difficult for pregnant women, and the more it is the pre-paid day, the more uneasy she feels.

Lao An advised her, "It's okay, as long as you have more meals every day, the delivery will be smooth. I gave birth to seven, so why aren't they all smooth? It's okay, don't worry."

Aunt Guo also smiled and said, "When you give birth to the first one, you will be a little nervous. It will be fine if the child is born. When you get the second one, you will not be nervous anymore."

Mrs. Chu smiled, "What I hope most now is to give birth to a child safely."

"Pret Lu is a famous midwife in Hangzhou City. There are not many thousands of children born through her, only eight hundred. You can rest assured to be 100." Lao An said.

Speaking of Mrs. Lu, she looked at Xi Feng again, "Have you ordered the kitchen to make another banquet for Mrs. Lu?"

"Yes, it's ready to send it."

"Well, that's good. At the beginning, Afu, Arui, Aqin and others were all born by Mrs. Lu. At that time, she was only in her twenties, but her delivery skills were even better than those of her older women."

"That is her craft passed down from the Lu family's ancestors, and it is passed down to the daughter-in-law, not to the daughter-in-law."

"However, in the generation of Lu Po Zi, this craft is probably going to be broken. Lu Po Zi only gave birth to three sons, but failed to give birth to a daughter."

When Lao An said this, he sighed regretfully.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, on August 18th, Chu Li came back in a hurry just after leaving.

Xi Feng was also surprised, "Why are you back? Did you leave something and didn't take it?"

"no."

After sending all the maids back, Chu Li pulled his young wife into the inner room and told her with a serious expression, "The people from the Marquis of Ping'an and the Huo family are here."
Chapter completed!