Chapter 63 Who can understand my feelings?

The next day, Fu Qinhui woke up early, packed up his bedding and placed it on the cabinet.

Lu Xiang didn't sleep all night. She woke up as soon as Fu Qinhui moved and sat on the bed looking at Fu Qinhui.

After Fu Qinhui finished cleaning up, he stood in the room for a while, as if he had something to say to her.

Lu Xiang just waited for him to speak.

Unexpectedly, Fu Qinhui said nothing and left quickly.

Liu Luxiang sat on the bed in frustration. She also made the bed and left. The four daughters-in-law took turns preparing meals at home.

Today it was my sister-in-law's turn. She loved pancakes with a pot of porridge. She cut the pickled vegetables into shreds and put them on the plate. It was so salty that one piece of pickled vegetable was enough to eat a piece of pancake, and she had to drink a large pot of water.

Seeing that Lu Xiang got up early, the sister-in-law said happily, "Xiangxiang, how did you make that mixed pickle yesterday?" It was amazing that the old pickles from home could be made crisp and refreshing.

They didn’t eat enough during the day yesterday, so they put a lot of food into their lunch boxes when they went to the fields.

Lu Xiang said, "Sister-in-law is so busy this morning, I'll do it." But sister-in-law has children at home. After a busy morning for herself and the children, there wouldn't be enough time!

The eldest sister-in-law said, "That's so embarrassing."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard her son shouting for his mother in the house.

The eldest sister-in-law smiled apologetically and said, "I'll trouble you this time. My naughty child will tear the roof off the house if he's not punished for three days."

Lu Xiang didn't mind. She took out two old mustard greens and soaked them in clean water. Then she took out another one, picked up the kitchen knife, and cut it into evenly thick pickled vegetable slices with a few strokes.

Then she arranged the pickled vegetables neatly and began to shred them. She used a large, heavy kitchen knife, which was incredibly sharp, and Lu Xiang was very skilled in using it.

In a short while, a large bowl of pickled vegetable shreds was ready.

Rinse it twice to make it less salty, then add some sweet and sour chili oil and it is ready to eat.

Since they started making duck necks, the seasonings at home have gradually been completed.

After mixing, it becomes a spicy, sweet, sour and refreshing side dish, which can be eaten for seven days after sealing. However, the Fu family is large, and they love to eat this small pickle, especially mixing it with brown rice porridge.

The pickles are eaten very quickly, and a jar like this can last for two days.

Lu Xiang had just finished making some pickled vegetables. Fu Qinhui brought in some firewood and stacked it neatly by the kitchen, so that she wouldn't have to go through the firewood pile to get some.

When Lu Xiang saw him come in, she looked at Fu Qinhui, but Fu Qinhui concentrated on stacking the firewood and left.

Lu Xiang was a little dazed. It was obvious that Fu Qinhui was avoiding her.

Mrs. Fu saw Lu Xiang in the kitchen and walked in excitedly. Lu Xiang’s cooking was recognized as delicious.

Even her mother-in-law, Xiao Cailian, said that every time Lu Xiang cooked, everyone would eat so much that the food would go down the drain. She even joked that she shouldn't let her cook anymore, because she wouldn't be able to afford it.

As soon as Mrs. Fu came in, she saw the freshly mixed pickles and smiled. "Yesterday, my wife said she wasn't full of pickles, and I was about to ask you to make some more, but luckily you did. She can just eat the pickles without anything else."

Mrs. Fu said with a smile. Seeing that Lu Xiang didn't respond, she looked over at her and said, "What's wrong? Why are you daydreaming? You don't look well."

Mrs. Fu was talking to Lu Xiang in the small kitchen. Time was precious early in the morning, and Xiao Cailian, noticing the sisters-in-law still chatting, hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Why are you all gathered in the kitchen instead of washing up and setting the table?"

Mrs. Fu said quickly, "Sister Xiangxiang is not feeling well. Could she be pregnant?"

Xiao Cailian was no longer sleepy when she mentioned this: "Really?" She was just looking forward to holding her grandson.

Mrs. Fu's voice was so loud that even Fu Qinhui outside could hear it. He and Lu Xiang were both stunned.

Lu Xiang quickly explained that she had just come here to live a simple life.

Only then did Xiao Cailian say "oh", her voice full of disappointment.

No one talked much while eating breakfast.

Mrs. Fu San gently held Mr. Fu San under the table, and then gave him a look.

Third Brother Fu also looked over.

Lu Xiang only ate a few mouthfuls of porridge and kept looking at Fu Qinhui.

Fu Qinhui, however, was eating from his bowl. He finished it quickly. Lu Xiang quickly reached out to give him more rice. Unexpectedly, Fu Qinhui stood up and went back to the kitchen to get more rice.

He turned a deaf ear to Lu Xiang.

Lu Xiang's hand fell in mid-air, feeling a little embarrassed.

Even Mrs. Fu and Brother Fu, who were always carefree, felt it, not to mention Xiao Cailian and the others.

While Fu Qinhui was serving the rice, Xiao Cailian asked, "Did you have a fight?"

Lu Xiang said, "No quarrel." Her eyes were a little dim.

Mrs. Fu San offered some advice, saying, "A couple quarrels at the head of the bed and makes up at the foot of the bed."

Third Brother Fu was only a year older than Fu Qinhui. He said, "Don't argue with a woman. I'll help you teach him a lesson later."

But when Fu Qinhui came back, Third Brother Fu didn't dare to speak.

Even though Fu Qinhui is the youngest, his brothers are all afraid of him. Fu Qinhui has a cold personality and is a college student, so it's good that he doesn't feel inferior!

Everyone felt quite depressed during the meal.

After dinner, Xiao Cailian went out first.

Mrs. Fu San whispered to Lu Xiang, "I think Mom went to see Aunt Li Liu."

Seeing that Lu Xiang didn't understand what she meant, Third Sister Fu said, "This Aunt Li Liu was a nanny in a landlord's house before liberation. She can tell at a glance whether someone is pregnant or not. This skill is passed down from wealthy families and is more accurate than a doctor."

When she was pregnant, everyone said it was a girl. But Aunt Li Liu, looking at the shape of her belly, predicted it was a boy. And it turned out to be a boy. With such accuracy, many wives in the village came to her for help.

Lu Xiang glanced at Fu Qinhui, who was loading the truck and seemed to sense her glance back.

Mrs. Fu saw them and covered her mouth with her hands to laugh. The young couple were having an argument, yet they were still staring at each other. It was obvious that newlyweds were different.

Mrs. Fu was the most enthusiastic about watching the fun. But Mr. Fu called out to her, "Hurry up and go to work. If you're late, you'll be scolded again."

The Fu family's brothers and sisters-in-law left one after another, leaving only Fu Qinhui and Lu Xiang at home. Fu Qinhui returned to the house, leaving Lu Xiang alone in the yard.

At this moment, Xiao Cailian came back angrily, just like the face-changing in Sichuan Opera. She was obviously happy when she left, but now she was pulling Lu Xiang away.

She went to ask Aunt Li Liu about the secret recipe for pregnancy. The elders in the family were all anxious about this matter. When Aunt Li Liu found out that she was asking on behalf of the fourth son's wife, her eyes became a little strange.

Xiao Cailian thought something was wrong and asked quickly.

Lu Xiang doesn't work. Sometimes she goes to wash clothes with Xiao Cailian, and the elderly people in the village often see her.

Aunt Li Liu said, "It seems that your daughter-in-law hasn't consummated the marriage yet." Those who used to be old maids all had sharp eyes and could tell a lot about a woman by her walking posture and facial features.

An older girl is different from a younger wife.

When Xiao Cailian heard this, she first thought it was impossible. Isn't this an insult? They have been married for a few months and her wife is still a grown girl. Who is he insulting?

But Xiao Cailian had a hidden agenda. She planned to come back and bring Lu Xiang over so that Li Liupo could take a closer look at her.