"Of course not, he'll just go a little hungry, it won't kill him."

When Cheng Baidong mentioned his blood relatives, his expression was indifferent, even somewhat annoyed.

"As for Cheng Yajun, I hit his ankle hard from the start. It looks fine on the surface, but the bone inside is actually fractured. If he had gone to the hospital in time, it might have recovered. But now a month has passed, and the fractured bone has probably healed crookedly. It's too late to treat it. I will not forgive him. How can someone who bullies me not pay the price?"

Fang Qiao breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that Cheng Baidong's attitude had not softened over time.

She was bullied terribly by this family in her past life, and she doesn't want to forgive them easily in this one.

After the meal, Cheng Baidong took the initiative to clear the table and wash the dishes, and soaked the red cowpeas he needed to cook Laba porridge the next day overnight.

Fang Qiao, supporting her waist, slowly stood up from the chair and strolled around the yard with Tian Tian in her hand.

Her due date was in the last few days of the twelfth lunar month and the first day of the first lunar month. As the due date approached, she felt more and more tired.

Not only does my lower back ache, but my stomach also feels like it's sinking from time to time.

To make Fang Qiao's late pregnancy easier, in addition to drinking spiritual spring honey water and soaking her feet in spiritual plants every day, Cheng Baidong would also take her to the space to absorb spiritual energy in the evening.

However, beginners need time to learn. Fang Qiao cultivated for more than a month before he could barely mobilize a trace of spiritual energy from the outside world to enter his body. But that little bit of spiritual energy entering his body was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, having little effect on relieving his physical discomfort. It was better than nothing.

Even so, Fang Qiao still practiced with great enthusiasm.

Because after each time she draws in spiritual energy, the energy circulates through her uterus, and Fang Qiao can feel that her daughter in her belly is more active and cheerful than usual, using her strong little arms and legs to push her belly out in obvious shape.

Fang Qiao's daughter loved spiritual energy, so he naturally practiced with more and more enthusiasm.

After wandering around the yard twice, Tian Tian started to doze off. She rubbed her eyes and said in a childish voice, "Auntie, I'm sleepy."

"Then let's go to sleep."

A kettle sat on the iron stove in the main room, always keeping hot water warm. Fang Qiao filled half a basin with hot water for Tian Tian and watched her wash her feet.

By this time, Cheng Baidong had finished his work in the kitchen, and the task of putting the child to sleep was now handed over to him.

Although Tian Tian is young, she is very sensible. She knows that her aunt is pregnant and is very well-behaved when she is with her. She doesn't make a fuss or act naughty. When she is told to go to sleep, she lies down and sleeps quietly. She can fall asleep in no time.

It was different when he was with Cheng Baidong.

In Tian Tian's mind, her uncle is a tall and strong man who can toss her up high. So when she's with her uncle, the mischievous side of her nature can't be hidden.

She needed her uncle to hold her and lull her to sleep, and also to tell her stories and sing nursery rhymes.

Holding him to sleep is no problem for Cheng Baidong, and he can tell stories, but singing nursery rhymes is a real challenge for him.

Cheng Baidong is good at everything, except he's a bit tone-deaf. His rendition of "One Two Three Four Five" didn't sound like he was going to fight a tiger at all; it sounded more like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

Sweetie covered her ears and shook her head, saying, "Uncle, you can't do it."

Cheng Baidong was so angry he almost choked, and he slapped Tian Tian's little bottom.

He didn't use much force; the slap didn't make Tian Tian cry, but it made her giggle.

"..."

Cheng Baidong is exhausted.

After half an hour of fussing and fussing, by the time Fang Qiao finally managed to coax Tian Tian to sleep, she was already fast asleep.

Looking at her sweet sleeping face, Cheng Baidong couldn't help but smile, a happy smile curving his lips. He leaned down and gently kissed Fang Qiao's forehead, whispering, "Goodnight."

He blew out the kerosene lamp, and the moonlight outside rushed into the room through the narrow window.

I had a good night's sleep.

When Fang Qiao woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. She slept until she naturally woke up, and even the fatigue she had felt for many days was relieved a lot.

She rubbed her eyes, turned over, and got out of bed.

Cheng Baidong was sitting on a stool in the main room reading a letter when he saw Fang Qiao come out. He folded the letter and put it in his coat pocket. He stood up and poured hot water into the basin where Fang Qiao was washing her face, saying as he poured, "The Laba porridge is warming in the big pot in the kitchen, and there are also two stewed eggs. Eat them together."

Fang Qiao nodded and asked, "Have you all eaten?"

Cheng Baidong chuckled: "Of course I've eaten, little darling, don't you even know what time it is?"

Fang Qiao washed her face and asked while drying it with a towel, "What time is it?"

It's 9:30.

Fang Qiao exclaimed "Ouch!" and stuck out her tongue: "It is a bit late. Grandma didn't scold me, did she?"

"No, she knows you're pregnant. Besides, you don't sleep in every day, it's just once in a while. Why would she say anything to you?" Cheng Baidong took the towel Fang Qiao handed him and then gave her the face cream.

After applying the lotion, Fang Qiao followed Cheng Baidong to the kitchen, wondering, "How strange, why did I sleep for so long today?"

Her biological clock has been waking up at dawn for the past few years.

Cheng Baidong, however, didn't care at all: "It's just sleeping in once in a while. You don't have to do any housework at home, so why are you making such a fuss?"

Fang Qiao was stunned for a moment.

That's true. This isn't her past life anymore. No one's nagging her about what she can't do. Cheng Baidong is back alive, considerate and reliable. He does all the housework and doesn't let her do anything. All she has to do is sleep in one more time. Why is she so anxious?

Have you developed a servile mentality from being enslaved?

Having figured this out, Fang Qiao's anxiety and gloom instantly vanished. After drinking a bowl of sweet and delicious Laba porridge, her mood gradually improved.

After the Laba Festival, the New Year is just around the corner, and from this day onwards, the festive atmosphere gradually intensifies.

The educated youth center had stopped operating, and around noon, Wang Yun came over carrying half a basket of eggs.

The educated youth camp didn't raise chickens, so who knows how much money and what Wang Yun spent to get this half-basket of eggs? Fang Qiao couldn't possibly accept the eggs she gave her.

"Take it back the way you brought it. My family raises chickens, so we don't lack eggs."

"Just accept what's given to you."

Since Wang Yun had already taken the eggs back, she didn't intend to take them back: "You're about to give birth, why are you being so polite with me? Childbirth takes a toll on your body, and you need to replenish your nutrients during postpartum confinement. These eggs look like a lot, but we can make egg drop soup and boil eggs with brown sugar. They'll all be gone in a few days."

Wang Yun knew where Fang Qiao's family kept their eggs, so he picked up the basket and collected the eggs one by one.

Fang Qiao, heavily pregnant, couldn't refuse her offer and had no choice but to accept the eggs.

"That's more like it. I drank all the Laba porridge that you asked Tian Tian to bring me without any hesitation. It's truly a testament to your skill; it's so sweet and delicious."

Wang Yun's praise made Fang Qiao feel embarrassed.