Chapter 353: Hardworking and Uncomplaining Egg Picking

Upon hearing this, Fu Yiyi looked terrified.

Her eyes widened and she said, "Sister-in-law, I didn't do that. Don't talk nonsense."

Looking at the little girl's appearance of trying to hide something, Gu Wanxing smiled so hard that his eyes were filled with laughter.

"No, then no, why are you yelling?"

Zhang Yulan looked at Yaoyao and Yueyue who were frightened by her daughter and said with disgust.

Gu Wanxing quickly advised with a funny tone: "Mom, don't talk about her."

"So you have someone you like? You are so beautiful, so why not just pursue him boldly?" She said deliberately jokingly.

In fact, it was also a disguised way of cheering her up.

She had seen how dispirited he had been recently.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yiyi put down her chopsticks and went back to her room, looking as if she was shy.

"Are you feeling guilty?" Zhang Yulan asked in a low voice, staring at her daughter's back.

"Maybe, maybe, maybe. I'll ask again tomorrow."

Gu Wanxing saw the tears in the little girl's eyes and thought that something must have happened.

Otherwise why would she be so sensitive? She used to be someone who couldn't take a joke.

"Don't worry about her. She's a little nosed girl, and she's still dating."

Zhang Yulan glared at the bedroom door again in annoyance.

"Would Yueyue like to eat dumplings? Is it okay to give her some? I'll break them up a bit."

Zhang Yulan once again probed Gu Wanxing in a negotiating tone.

When the babies were four months old, my mother-in-law started to discuss how to feed them.

Gu Wanxing refused and said that the saltiness and blandness of taste should be studied after the child is one year old, otherwise the child will become a picky eater.

"Mom, no, now they can eat egg cakes, steamed sweet potatoes and bananas, they are lucky. They must not eat anything else. For example, they must not eat these dumplings. They have a smell."

She was talking about a salty taste.

Zhang Yulan felt unhappy again. There were smells here and there all day long. She was running out of milk. If she didn't feed her child, what would he eat?

In fact, it’s not that Gu Wanxing doesn’t have much milk left, but because she has to work, she controls the amount of milk her two children drink.

So it looks like the output is less.

"I understand." Although the old lady responded, she was unhappy in her heart, so her tone was not very good.

Gu Wanxing lowered his eyelids and continued eating, pretending not to hear the complaint in her voice.

Living together every day, there will inevitably be conflicts. These little episodes happen almost every day.

But she is still very grateful to her mother-in-law for helping her take care of the children, otherwise she would not have the time to go to work.

The little episode when Fu Jingwei brought people back in the evening did not affect the New Year atmosphere at home.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the Spring Festival Gala began on time.

The whole family ate and drank while watching the show.

The room was filled with laughter for a while, especially the skits, which made everyone laugh so hard that they fell over.

For the first time ever, the two children did not go to bed until after ten o'clock.

Gong Yunqi originally wanted to stay up all night and didn't want to sleep, but he got drunk and was helped back to sleep by Zhang Bo and Fu Zheng.

Gu Tianming took Zhao Chao home until after 1 a.m., and they didn't return until the Spring Festival Gala ended.

Tonight, Gu Wanxing wanted to take care of the child by herself and asked her parents-in-law to go to the front yard.

They slept in this yard with their two children and sister-in-law.

Fu Yiyi didn't come out until late at night and the door was closed.

Gu Wanxing didn't bother him either.

The young couple returned to the room and looked at the two little ones who took up most of the bed, so they simply brought all the children into the space.

"Go pick up the eggs." Gu Wanxing covered the two children with thin quilts and arranged them in the most comfortable sleeping position.

Said to the man who was about to turn around and go to the study opposite.

Fu Zheng paused. "I'm on vacation for half a month. Can I pick it up tomorrow?"

Gu Wanxing frowned and stared at the tall man at the door. It was the first time she heard someone reject her. It turned out that he wanted to be lazy.

Suddenly, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but I didn't show it on my face: "It depends on your performance."

Upon hearing this, Fu Zheng strode back.

He pulled up the person sitting on the bed, held him in his arms, and walked towards the study.

Gu Wanxing agreed reluctantly, as they were both at the age of being full of vigor and vitality.

The two of them unlocked various positions in the study, making Gu Wanxing beg for mercy all night long. It was not until after five in the morning that she was sent back to the bedroom by the man.

Gu Wanxing fell asleep.

Fu Zheng went downstairs by himself and worked hard to pick up eggs.

He looked at the rolling hills, picking up the trash while thinking about the consequences of going up to take a look.

The mountain had a fatal attraction for him.

When he was a field soldier, he was best at field combat, so his hobby was to study the complex terrain of various mountains.

The more you study, the more accurate your judgment will be based on your own experience when you fight.

So the man who had just picked up half a box of eggs raised his foot and strode towards the mountain.

I had to be careful when I walked, for fear of stepping on eggs on the grass.

It seems very far, but in fact it is less than a hundred meters away and you will reach the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the watermelon vines crawling all over the grass at the foot of the mountain and the countless big watermelons, Fu Zheng's thin lips were tightly pursed into a line. It turned out that the watermelon she got when she first went home was really from here.

Looking up at the mountains that rose into the sky, he touched the hard object around his waist and stepped directly onto it.

I was undoubtedly nervous. I wondered if there would be any of those strange beasts described in the Classic of Mountains and Seas in such a huge mountain.

Thinking of this, he went up the mountain along the shorter grass.

After walking a few steps, I heard some noise coming from the mountain. It sounded like a chicken. Then I went up a little further and encountered a goose.

I have to say, the goose was really big, almost as tall as his waist, but fortunately it didn't attack anyone.

He had thought about it. If it attacked people, he would catch it and eat it.

Gu Wanxing, who was sleeping soundly, had no idea that a man was going to eat her big goose.

She was in a deep sleep at this time.

Fu Zheng was sweating after climbing the mountain. He looked at the watch on his wrist and it was only a little after half past six.

In fact, he already had an idea in his mind that the only people on the mountain might be the chickens, ducks and geese raised by Wanxing.

There is a reason for saying this. If there were large beasts, how could these chickens, ducks and geese still be alive and lay so many eggs?

He walked up the mountain without any psychological pressure. These trees were all ones he had never seen before. After so many years in the south, he had seen many trees he didn't recognize, but these once again overturned his cognition.

The higher we went, the hotter it felt. I wonder if it was because the trees were too dense.

This place is comparable to the old Aishan they explored.

There are strange rocks and trees covering the sky. You have to clear the ground before taking each step, otherwise there will be no ground to step on.

Fu Zheng did not continue climbing up, but turned back at around 7:30.

He walked in a straight line, and as he came up, he took off his vest under his coat and tore it into strips just in case.

I marked everything so I wouldn't get lost.

But he made two fatal mistakes: he overestimated himself, and he underestimated the ancient mountain.

Although it took less than three hours to climb, I estimate that I only climbed about seven or eight kilometers.

But he didn't go down the mountain until his watch showed ten o'clock.

The chickens, ducks and geese that were everywhere when we came up had now disappeared.

Even the marks he had made were gone.

There was nothing I could do but sit down and rest, slowly trying to figure out the direction. I was clearly walking downhill, but I didn't know when I became flat ground, and there was no downhill at all.