"That’s good." Yang Chuxia snapped her fingers and said, "Can you check if my body needs any adjustments? "
Only then did Li’s mother regain her composure, "The madam’s body is in good health and does not need any adjustments."
"Is that so? I think my body is quite well too." Yang Chuxia thought for a moment and asked, "What if I want to have a child now?"
Li’s mother’s mouth twitched at the question, thinking to herself, if you want a child, wait for the young master to come back and talk to him. How would she know?
Seeing Li’s mother’s strange expression, Yang Chuxia also realized that her question was a bit odd, and then said, "Oh, I mean, if I want a child with my current physical condition, there shouldn’t be any problem, right? Do I need any adjustments?"
Li’s mother finally breathed a sigh of relief, "There shouldn’t be any problems, and no adjustments are needed for the time being. When you are actually pregnant, you can make adjustments according to the child’s situation."
"Is that right? That’s good, there’s nothing more to discuss, you can go."
After Li’s mother left the building, she let out a long breath, thinking that the madam wasn’t that bad, and was quite easygoing in conversation. But why was she still a little scared? It was really strange that she, at her age, was becoming less composed in the countryside.
Well, Li’s mother, who had been a servant all her life, didn’t know what the word "aura" meant.
Yang Chuxia was eating breakfast in the morning, and Li’s mother had made her some lotus seed porridge to prevent dryness and fire in the autumn.
She had only eaten half of it when Xiu’er came to report.
"Madam, I saw your Fourth Aunt coming over to our house."
"Her?" Yang Chuxia thought to herself that she had just mentioned Ms. Luo yesterday, and she came today. You really shouldn’t invoke her name.
"Xiaxia, Xiaxia!" As Xiu’er and Yang Chuxia were talking, Ms. Luo had already come over and called out even before she entered the door, "Xiaxia, your Fourth Aunt is here to tell you some good news! I..."
Yang Chuxia thought of Yang Dongxue’s words from yesterday, she seemed to recall that her mother was pregnant.
So, without waiting for her to say what the good news was, Yang Chuxia directly asked, "Are you pregnant?"
Then she saw Ms. Luo’s smile freeze on her face.
Ms. Luo wondered how she knew, which was quite miraculous.
Thinking of the purpose of her visit, Ms. Luo put on her smile again and entered the room, "Hehe, Xiaxia, you really guessed it right."
"Congratulations!" Yang Chuxia put down her chopsticks, wiped her hands with a towel brought by Xiu’er, and said, "It’s about time, too. After so many years, Dongxue has always been alone. If you hadn’t gotten pregnant, I would have been worried for you. With Fourth Uncle’s increasing wealth, if he found someone younger, you’d be in trouble."
Actually, it’s not just Yang Chuxia who was worried, Ms. Luo, herself, was even more worried. She usually kept a close eye on Yang Xiaochuan, even when he went out for a walk, she had Yang Dongxue follow behind him.
However, the fact itself was one thing, the way Yang Chuxia spoke made Ms. Luo feel as if she was being mocked, like an old tree finally blooming.
Ms. Luo was unhappy in her heart and wanted to get angry, but she couldn’t do it in front of Yang Chuxia.
She glanced at Yang Chuxia’s breakfast, which was either a meat bun or a deep-fried dough stick, with porridge made from japonica rice and lotus seeds, and some small snacks she had never seen or heard of before. With such a complicated breakfast, it was clear how good Yang Chuxia’s life was.