Transmigrated as a 70s Little Green Tea, the Cold-Faced Rough Guy Falls for Her

What to do when you transmigrate into a period novel? Of course, you study for university, earn big money, ride the tide of the era, and become the first generation of wealth!

But Su Heng tra...

Chapter 231 I am different from those men outside

Chapter 231 I am different from those men outside

The two of them went to pick up Qiuqiu the next day.

Su Heng baked a lot of small breads early in the morning. The fillings were prepared the day before, including red bean paste, taro mochi, and bacon floss rolls.

When Lu Mingchuan got home, he didn't get to eat the mooncakes, but he tried the new bread first.

Su Jing also came over, took a few bites of each, and praised its deliciousness.

"Sister, your cooking skills are really good."

Seeing that Su Jing was about to grab him, Su Heng blocked him.

"Brother, please wait for the next batch of bread. We are in a hurry to go out." She said as she put the small bread into the oil paper bag.

Seeing her pack two large bags, Su Jing raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where are you going?"

Lu Mingchuan was going out with them, and without waiting for the next batch, he took one from the bag with confidence, and looked at Su Heng while eating.

The two of them went to bed after a lot of fooling around last night, and he didn't know where to go today besides picking up his son.

Su Heng glared at Lu Mingchuan angrily before saying, "Go see Wanwan. She's in confinement after giving birth. Last time I saw her, she had no appetite at all from drinking tonic soup every day. It's a good opportunity to bring her some fresh food."

I'll give one bag of bread to my grandparents and the other bag to visit Song Wan.

Su Heng tied the oil paper bag tightly to prevent the two from stealing food, then went into the kitchen to put the freshly cooked taro paste, red bean milk into a stainless steel thermos.

He filled two cups, one for Qiuqiu and the other for Song Wan.

This is cooked in a small clay pot on a charcoal stove, and you can smell the rich milky aroma from a long distance away.

But you can only smell it. The milk supply is very scarce right now, and only children under three years old can buy it with tickets.

Every morning there was a salesman riding a bicycle outside selling things. Su Heng gave him a little tip, so she was able to buy a little more today.

The Fu family did have supplies, so Qiuqiu had no shortage of drinks there, but Su Heng also made him a portion of the new flavor.

Lu Mingchuan had completely forgotten about this. After hearing what she said, he took the things and put them in his bag and carried them with him.

Su Jing: "Will you be back at noon?"

"It's highly likely that he won't reply."

Hearing this, Su Jingzhi nodded to show that he understood, and went out to keep an eye on the next batch of buns.

Su Heng and Lu Mingchuan went to the Fu family first and gave Qiuqiu the milk and bread they brought for him to try.

Qiuqiu didn't like drinking milk originally, but after Su Heng did this, he became interested.

Yao Wenyin said as she fed Qiuqiu, "You're the one with the best ideas. This snack is soft and looks delicious."

Su Heng laughed: "Grandma, you and Grandpa should try some too. I just baked them this morning. There's no way Qiuqiu can finish so much."

Qiuqiu's teeth haven't grown in yet, so if she wants to eat, she can just taste the food.

Fu Jianping, who was standing by, had already smelled the scent. After hearing what she said, he put down the newspaper in his hand and tasted one, nodding as he ate.

After thinking for a moment, he could only utter two words: "It's delicious."

Su Heng couldn't help laughing. She played with Qiuqiu for a while with Lu Mingchuan before going to Cheng's house to see Song Wan.

Song Wan was in confinement at Cheng's house, which was not far away. Su Heng and Lu Mingchuan arrived there in a short walk carrying their things.

The Cheng family is large, with three generations in one family. Now with Dongdong added, there are four generations living under one roof.

It’s quite funny to say that Dongdong’s real name hasn’t been decided yet, but we’ve just given him this nickname.

The Cheng family followed suit and called him that for a few days before they realized what was happening and asked, "Who gave him this nickname?"

Cheng Yi looked strange: "Su Heng started it."

"who?"

The old man of the Cheng family reacted: "The little granddaughter-in-law of the Fu family?"

"Um."

Thinking of the little great-grandson of the Fu family named Qiuqiu and his own great-granddaughter named Dongdong, Mr. Cheng couldn't help laughing.

"It sounds like a good match."

What he said was quite interesting, but neither Cheng Yi nor Song Wan responded.

It is no longer popular to arrange marriages among children nowadays. No matter how good the relationship between the two families is, it depends on the child's own wishes in the future.

As Su Heng walked to the gate of the yard, the nanny in the house saw them and came over to open the door.

Cheng Yi's mother was quite friendly when she saw the two of them. She even took Su Heng's hand and asked, "Why didn't you bring Qiuqiu?"

Su Heng was not used to this kind of intimacy, so she just said politely, "Qiuqiu is still sleeping."

After that, she said she wanted to visit Song Wan. It was not convenient for Lu Mingchuan to go up, so Cheng Yi came down to greet him.

Su Heng went up by herself.

Song Wan was leaning on the bed reading a book, and Dongdong was lying in the cradle. It seemed that he had just finished eating and fell asleep.

Seeing that it was Su Heng, a smile appeared on Song Wan's face.

"Come and sit down."

Su Heng skillfully pulled a chair over and sat down beside the bed. She shook the bag in her hand and whispered, "Look what I brought you!"

"What?"

"The bread I mentioned last time! And the milk. I processed it a little bit, you should like it."

Su Heng said as she handed over the thermos cup and opened the oil paper bag, letting out the aroma of fresh bread.

Song Wan felt that she was indeed a little hungry. She unscrewed the lid of the thermos and the sweet smell of milk hit her face.

Different from the one served in the Cheng family's kitchen, this one tasted much sweeter. After taking a sip, her eyes lit up and she smiled and said, "It's delicious."

"As long as it tastes good, here, try some bread."

Song Wan took the bread and started eating, feeling her appetite returning.

Su Heng looked at Song Wan's somewhat thin face and lost some of his supernatural powers without leaving any trace.

She has had a poor appetite recently, and Cheng Yi is almost getting anxious.

Su Heng thought that her taste might have changed due to the influence of hormones, so she tried salty, sweet, sour and spicy flavors one by one, and she always found one that suited her taste.

Wenshu was taking care of her during her confinement period and did everything according to her wishes.

Song Wan is in the Cheng family. After all, Cheng's mother is not her biological mother, and she values ​​her granddaughter more. The confinement meals focus more on nutrition and health, for fear that what Song Wan eats will affect her milk supply.

Cheng Yi is busy every day. He runs between school and home during the day, and has to take care of the children after class in the evening. Sometimes he can't take care of so many details.

Thinking of this, Su Heng said, "Is there anything else you want to eat? I'll make it for you and send it over."

Song Wan shook her head, ate the meat floss roll in her hand and said, "This bread is quite delicious."

"Then I'll bring it to you next time."

Song Wan was not polite and agreed with a smile.

It was boring to be in confinement after childbirth, so Su Heng hadn't come for several days. The two chatted for a long time before ending the visit with a feeling of reluctance.

On the way back, Lu Mingchuan secretly criticized Cheng Yi: "How come he can't even take care of his own wife, and he still needs my wife to help worry about her?"

He was talking about when Su Heng left just now and specifically reminded Cheng Yi about Song Wan's change in taste.

Su Heng laughed: "Indeed, not everyone is as careful as Comrade Xiao Lu."

After receiving the compliment, Xiao Lu immediately held his head high and chest out, hugged his wife's slender waist and said, "I am different from those men out there. I am not only careful, but also listen to my wife the most."

Su Heng glanced at him sideways: "Why didn't you listen to what I told you last night?"

Lu Mingchuan didn't blush at all, and said confidently: "If I could stop at that time, I'm not a man."

Su Heng said she had nothing to say, forget it, for the sake of his handsome face she would not bother with him for the time being.