Director Wang happily returned to the neighborhood office carrying a few fish. Seeing Liu Huizhen still cleaning, he praised her, "Comrade Liu Huizhen, your son Xiaojun is really capable. He actually managed to catch fish in the river in the middle of winter."

After saying that, he lifted the fish in his hand.

Liu Huizhen also looked surprised. No one doesn't like others praising their children.

"Xiaojun has never given me any worries since he was a child. He is a good boy."

In the evening, Liu Xiaojun passed by the courtyard and still carried the big backpack.

The second uncle said in a loud voice: "Xiaojun is back. What good things are you carrying in this backpack?"

Qin Huairu suddenly fainted at night, and Dongxu accompanied her to the factory hospital and was not at home.

Jia Zhang was originally sitting at the door, waiting for Jia Dongxu and his wife to come back. When she heard the second uncle's voice, she immediately ran over to join in the fun.

Liu Xiaojun has been bringing good things home these days, either fish or meat, which has made Jia Zhang very envious.

The backpack on his shoulders looks heavy and must contain good stuff.

Liu Xiaojun: "Second uncle, I just saw Guangfu leading a group of people to fight. Will you intervene?"

When the second uncle heard this, he became anxious and didn't care about Liu Xiaojun anymore. He just picked up his weapon and went out.

The second uncle Liu Haizhong has several sons, and he is notoriously partial to his son Liu Guangqi. When he heard that something happened to him, he got angry.

Liu Xiaojun walked across the front yard and returned home. As soon as he arrived, he smelled the scent of chicken soup.

It seems that Liu Huizhen has returned and heated up the pheasant soup that she didn't finish at noon.

In the courtyard, the aroma of chicken was so strong that Jia Zhang was very greedy.

At this time, Jia Dongxu carefully supported Qin Huairu back.

Jia Dongxu's face was full of joy: "Mom, I'm pregnant."

"What? Got it?" Jia Zhang was so happy that she was too lazy to look at what was in Liu Xiaojun's backpack.

"Are you saying that our Jia family is going to have a successor? Old Jia, did you hear that? You have a grandson!" Jia Zhang was so happy that she cried and laughed.

"The doctor said Huairu is weak and it would be great if she could have something to nourish her."

"Chicken, duck, fish, anything is fine."

When Jia Zhang heard about buying meat, her expression changed immediately: "Supplement? The baby hasn't been born yet, who knows if it's a boy or a girl? What if it's a money-losing thing? What's the point of supplementing it?"

In fact, she just felt sorry for the money.

The aroma of chicken soup drifted into Jia Zhang's nose, making her drool. She turned her eyes and said to Qin Huairu:

"Huai Ru, Widow Liu is stewing chicken at home. Just say you are pregnant and ask for a bowl of chicken soup. Widow Liu is always kind-hearted, so they won't refuse you."

Although Qin Huairu also wanted to drink chicken soup, she also had to save face. It would be a bit embarrassing for her to go to someone else's house to ask for it.

She said shyly, "Mom, why don't you just forget it."

Jia Zhang said angrily: "What do you mean by count? It doesn't matter if you count it, but what if my grandson starves?"

Jia Dongxu always listened to his mother. He didn't say anything at this moment, but looked at Qin Huairu unhappily:

"Huai Ru, you are in a critical period now. You need to eat something nutritious. If you don't eat, what if my son gets hungry?"

Qin Huairu was forced into a corner by the two depressing gazes and had no choice but to walk towards Widow Liu's house with a flattering face.

He walked to the door, pinching the corner of his clothes, hesitating whether to go in.

Inside the house, the black rectangular dining table was filled with delicious dishes.

Sha Zhu brought a lunch box, which was full of braised pork and half a pot of chicken soup left over from lunch. Liu Huizhen used the white flour that Xiaojun brought back to make a dozen pancakes, which were steaming hot right out of the pan.

Everyone sat together lively, filling the entire square table.

Sha Zhu looked at the smile on Yu Shui's face and felt a little shocked. He hadn't seen such a smile on his sister's face for a long time.

It seems that she really likes Aunt Huizhen.

After He Daqing left, he and Yu Shui were the only ones left at home, and it was very lonely.

But now, sitting at the same table with Liu Huizhen and her family, I can feel unprecedented warmth.

Liu Huizhen: "Zhu Zi, your cotton-padded jacket is dirty. It's hard to wash without a woman at home. Take it off tomorrow and I'll wash it for you."

Sha Zhu was stunned: "No need, auntie, I can do it myself..."

"What do you mean by yourself? How can a grown man like you wash clothes? Or do you want a little girl like Rainwater to wash clothes for you?" Liu Huizhen ruthlessly exposed him.

Sha Zhu scratched the back of his head. His clothes had indeed not been washed for a long time and they could even smell sour.

Sha Zhu laughed and said, "Ever since I was little, I've always been busy thinking about other people's affairs. I always think about others first."

"But today, I didn't expect Aunt Huizhen to actually think of me. So why should I be polite to her? I don't need to be so polite anymore. I'll just take it easy."

Liu Huizhen looked at Sha Zhu kindly: "That's how it should be!"

"Try the pancakes made by Auntie. Do they suit your taste?"

Sha Zhu looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help but be moved.

My mother has been gone for so many years, it would be a lie to say that I don’t miss her. Now looking at Aunt Huizhen’s caring attitude towards me, it feels like she is my own mother.

Aunt Huizhen is really nice. Not only does she wash his clothes, but he also finds that even the rain has become more cheerful after being with Aunt Huizhen.

In the future, if I get anything delicious, I will send it to Aunt Huizhen. I will also help her whenever I can on weekdays.

Sha Zhu reached out and took a pancake: "Okay, then I won't be polite to you."

Tangtang also stretched out her dirty little hands and took two pancakes. However, when the two white pancakes were pinched by her little hands, two black handprints were instantly imprinted on them, which made Liu Xiaojun a little confused.

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