Transmigrated as the Ultimate Fake Rich Daughter in the 70s

Transmigrated as the fake rich daughter, schemed by the reborn true rich daughter to go down to the countryside as an educated youth, living in poverty and destitution, short on food and necessitie...

Chapter 246 Dog Man

Since his grandson's wife had some to eat, Grandpa Yan didn't refuse and started eating slowly.

Yuxiu tasted three kinds of fruits respectively. The peaches were nectarines with sweet and soft flesh; the grapes were purple grapes with thin skin, juicy and sweet flesh; not to mention the watermelons; these were all carefully selected by Yan Rushan. He ate fixed fruits in each season, and he would bring back countless fruits every season.

After breakfast, Mr. Yan took the application form to the unit, while Yan Rushan took Zhong Yuxiu for a walk by the river; Haonan and Tian Shangguo followed to protect them.

When we arrived at the river, it was working hours and there were few people on the riverside. It was no longer as bustling and lively as during the holidays. Walking on the riverbank was quiet and comfortable. There was a well-maintained flat road next to the riverbank. On one side of the street was the riverbank, and on the other side there were many people setting up stalls.

When they were tired, they stopped to rest and found a clean stall to drink a cup of tea; when they had rested enough, they got up and continued walking. Half a day passed slowly, and it was noon when they returned home.

Yan Rushan first changed her shoes and placed her properly on the sofa, then went to the kitchen. After a while, he went to the bathroom and dining room, but he didn't even find anyone in the room where Old Man Yan lived.

"Yuxiu, grandpa hasn't come back yet."

"Maybe something delayed him." Zhong Yuxiu frowned. "Grandpa has guards with him and he's at work. Let's wait a little longer. It won't be too late to have dinner when Grandpa comes back."

Yan Rushan hesitated. On one side was his grandfather, and on the other was his wife. "You eat first. I'll wait for grandpa to come back and then eat."

"No need for that. I'll just have some snacks to fill my stomach." Zhong Yuxiu had a guess, and so did Yan Rushan. In the past, Grandpa went to work and his working hours were relatively stable. Today, after submitting the application, Grandpa still hadn't returned. He had a rough idea of ​​the reason. "That's fine, but don't eat too much sweets. It ruins your appetite."

It is true that sweets ruin the appetite, and it is also true that I want her to eat less sweets.

He didn't know where he got the idea that pregnant women should eat less sweets; in short, pregnant women should eat more nutritious and not too greasy food.

Zhong Yuxiu's mouth twitched. "Got it. I'll eat whatever you give me. Okay?"

"OK."

Yan Rushan turned and went to the kitchen, bringing back a plate of dim sum. After Zhong Yuxiu saw the dim sum in the porcelain plate, the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably. She looked up at him, and seeing that he was not joking, she resigned herself to taking the plate.

There were only four pieces of egg cake on the porcelain plate.

"Did Goudan make the egg cake?"

"Well, your cooking skills are pretty good, and you make quite a lot." He paused, and seeing her smile, Yan Rushan said, "I have a basket of eggs, but I can only give you this much. I'll give some to Comrade Tian, ​​Comrade Hao, and Grandpa, and I'll sell the rest."

The egg cake she had picked up fell back onto the plate. Zhong Yuxiu was surprised. "It's just a steamer, and you're going to sell it?"

"What else? Give it to you?"

Zhong Yuxiu: “.......” Bastard.

"When you want to eat, let Goudan make it for you." The quantity can't be so large, so it seems he needs to buy a small steamer.

Zhong Yuxiu, not knowing what other plans the man had, endured it silently.

Yan Rushan smiled when he saw this and went to the kitchen to pour her a glass of juice. "Eat slowly, it's just a little bit, it will be gone after you finish it."

"Get lost." These words hit the heart.

"Be good." He rubbed her head, smiled slightly, and turned to leave. When he reached the kitchen, he saw Goudan taking out a plate of braised meat from the cupboard. An idea struck him, "Goudan, cut a plate out first and bring it to Yuxiu."

Goudan didn't say anything. A pair of mechanical arms flexibly picked out the lean meat, cut it into thin slices, and arranged it in various shapes on the porcelain plate. He then put a pair of chopsticks on the plate, picked up the porcelain plate and was about to walk out. When he passed by Yan Rushan, the porcelain plate was taken over by Yan Rushan.

"I'll do it."

Goudan: “.......” What a bastard.

Yan·Dog Man·Rushan held the porcelain plate in front of her with both hands, "Xiu'er, wife, I just saw Goudan make braised pork; he specially picked out the lean meat. You must be hungry, you can eat more of this. Let's agree that we should eat more vegetables at lunch."

".......Now that we have eaten meat, why should we eat more vegetables for lunch?" Zhong Yuxiu asked very straightforwardly.

"This plate of meat is all yours. Do you think you should eat more vegetables?"

"Shouldn't."

The tone was too matter-of-fact and self-righteous, which made Yan Rushan feel awkward. "Then don't eat this plate of meat now. Let's talk about it at lunch."

"Your kids want to eat it." She said this without any guilt. She wouldn't have thought about it before she saw the braised meat, but now she wanted to eat it. She didn't lie. "Don't let me eat it. I'll tell your kids when they grow up. When I was pregnant with them, their dad even gave the meat to my mom."

"No, my dear; is it worth it for a piece of meat?"

Zhong Yuxiu nodded seriously, "As for this, it's not a matter of a mouthful of meat, it's a matter of my heart and liver being unable to eat it."

"Okay, I can't argue with you, so eat, eat, eat." When the porcelain plate was handed to him, he retreated decisively.

Taking the plate and watching him go to the kitchen, Zhong Yuxiu smiled proudly; she picked up a piece of thin meat with chopsticks and put it into her mouth, chewing it slowly and savoring the long-lost delicacy.

Yan Rushan walked to the kitchen door and looked back, seeing her smiling with satisfaction. His previous depression inexplicably dissipated, and he suddenly felt that as long as she was happy, anything was fine. As soon as this thought came to his mind, he came to his senses and shook his head. He firmly thought that he couldn't let her like it. It would be difficult to have a third child, and he would have to control his diet after five months.

Haonan and Tian Shangguo were carrying dishes and bowls when their way was blocked. When they saw that Yan Rushan was distracted, they understood what was going on.

"Comrade Yan, please move aside so we can serve the food."

Yan Rushan subconsciously took a step back and made way for the aisle; after the two of them left, he came to his senses and tightened his hands hanging at his sides. The longer he lived with his wife, the more difficult it was for him to be cruel.

"Goudan, while my wife is pregnant, make less braised meat. She can't resist her cravings, so make less sweets. Prepare more fruits and vegetables for her, and reduce the amount of meat as much as possible. Don't serve anything other than essential food on the table."

“Ding ding ding.”

Goudan didn't even look at him and didn't take his words to heart; its program was very good, and the various small program knowledge points built in were countless, and the food that came with it was nutritious and would not harm the body, and the owner and the little master ate very well.

The marinade does not contain anything harmful to the human body, and even contains two medicinal herbs that are beneficial to pregnant women.

"Forget it, I'd better keep a close eye on it." Goudan is a robot and can't speak, so no matter how much he says, it's useless; he still has to keep an eye on it personally.

Goudan's program was running, not understanding his current mood, and he turned around and started busying himself with the task at hand; that was squeezing orange juice. He didn't know when it started, but there was always juice at home.