Traversing to the 70s with a Farm Game

Su Qingmeng was sleeping well at home, but she ended up falling into a space-time turbulence and transmigrated to the 1970s.

Fortunately, she has a farm space, so she's not worried about ...

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Su Qingmeng: "That's good!"

"Yes, I'm just tired. I just lie down on the bed when I get home every day." Aunt Mi felt sorry for her son, but she was also very happy to see that he had something to do.

Su Qingmeng finished, gesturing towards Kang Kang. "Hmm, that's quite appropriate," she said. "It's like this at the beginning. When he makes more money and can open a shop and hire people, he won't have to be so busy anymore."

Aunt Mi waved her hand and said, "That's so far away. I don't even dare to think about it."

"So what? Just wait to enjoy your life." As long as those who are self-employed now do not do anything bad in the future, they will become rich first.

After chatting for a while, it was noon and Su Qingmeng said, "I'm going to cook. Lin Xiuyao won't be back at noon today, so let's cook noodles!" Su Qingmeng and Lin Xiuyao have always cooked. Aunt Mi is the nanny and doesn't cook.

Su Qingmeng simply made two bowls of tomato and egg noodles. She hadn't had much of an appetite lately, and since she was breastfeeding, she had to avoid many foods, so she was craving strong flavors.

Recently she has been considering stopping Kang Kang from drinking milk. In fact, he rarely drinks milk now, only two meals of breast milk a day, and the rest of the time he drinks milk powder and eats complementary foods.

After lunch, Su Qingmeng went to take a nap. When she woke up, she played with Kang Kang and it was Aunt Mi's turn to rest.

She placed Kang Kang two meters away and encouraged him, "Kang Kang, come here, come to your mother."

Kang Kang stood there for a while, then staggered over and threw himself into his mother's arms.

"Great!" She kissed Kang Kang. After practicing walking, she took out small cards. These were picture cards she made herself, with numbers, pictures and simple Chinese characters.

"Kang Kang, what is this?" Kang Kang said in a baby voice, "Flower." "What about this?" "Tiger."

After reviewing yesterday's lesson, she patiently taught her son the new content. Kang Kang has a good memory and is a smart child.

Su Qingmeng held her son in her arms. At this moment, she felt that the pain she suffered during pregnancy was not in vain. She gave birth to a healthy, beautiful and smart baby.

Lin Xiuyao sold all his red dresses, and Su Qingmeng stopped breastfeeding. Kang Kang, after two fits of fuss, finally accepted the reality of formula when his mother refused to feed him.

He is an easy baby to take care of. Su Qingmeng often thanks God that she gave birth to an angel baby instead of a little devil.

Lin Xiuyao was free and played with his children at home. He let Kang Kang sit on his shoulders and took him for circles. Kang Kang giggled happily, he liked this view.

Su Qingmeng planned: "He will be one year old in a few days, let's hold a one-year-old celebration for him." Life needs a sense of ritual.