"Sister Cuixiang, can you help me think of any solutions?"
Deng Cuixiang stuffed the last handful of cowpeas into the jar, patted the lotus leaf on the jar's mouth, walked over, put her arm around Zhou Qiqi's shoulder, and winked and smiled.
"If you ask me, no matter what other methods you think of, it won't work. You might as well hurry up and have a baby. If someone is competing with her for food, she'll enjoy her meal more! That's how Xiangyang is; he's always competing with Xianghai for food."
As she spoke, she winked at Zhou Qiqi.
"Look, things are almost over, right? Shen Huaichuan's injuries should be almost healed. In a week, it will be a critical period. You need to hurry up and make some noise!"
Zhou Qiqi's face flushed red to her ears, and she bit her lip and scolded playfully.
"Sister Cuixiang, what are you saying?! The child is here!"
Deng Cuixiang waved her hand dismissively, "What's there to be afraid of? He won't understand anyway."
"Ugh, I'm not talking to you anymore, Xiangyang, let's go!"
Zhou Qiqi grabbed Xiang Yang and left.
She used to think that the older generation was conservative, but after the tradition was officially passed down, she realized that they were much more unrestrained in their speech and actions than she, a modern person.
She was starting to feel overwhelmed.
Back home, Zhou Qiqi immediately got her family busy.
She cut the persimmon in half, put one half into the vat of mixed lime water, and carefully covered it with a layer of leaves.
The other half and the ripe apples were placed in a bamboo basket and gently placed in a cool, shady spot in the cellar.
By the time we finished, the sun was already setting in the west, and it was almost lunchtime.
It's the weekend, and the cafeteria has unusually stewed big bones. Qin Lei brought back a huge pot of it, and the aroma filled the courtyard.
Zhou Qiqi noticed that Jiang Xiangyang, despite saying he was going home, kept turning back to look at the steaming bones, his mouth watering.
She couldn't help but laugh out loud and grabbed the little guy's arm.
"Why are you leaving? You've helped out for quite a while, so stay and have dinner at Aunt Zhou's house!"
He then called into the house, "Huaichuan, add another pair of bowls and chopsticks!"
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