Just as Shen Huaichuan was about to make a move, Zhou Qiqi reached out and pressed down on his arm.
"You rest. Have you forgotten what Dr. Ding said? You can't do any physical labor!"
After moving the things, Shen Huaichuan took the craftsmen to take measurements, while the women gathered in the kitchen to prepare lunch.
This noon, Zhou Qiqi was preparing to make sweet and sour pork. While making the sweet and sour sauce, she suddenly had an idea and poured in the remaining half bottle of grape jam. She then asked the two people who were helping her.
"By the way, have you finished the jar of jam I sent you? It doesn't contain any preservatives, so it won't last more than a few days. Eat it while you can."
"Okay, I understand."
Yingying, who was helping to stoke the fire, nodded.
Deng Cuixiang chopped potatoes into shreds with a swift motion, without even looking up.
"It's all done! Xiangyang loves it. Besides mixing it with malted milk powder, he also spread it on calcium milk biscuits and made his own jam biscuits. He didn't even last until the next day."
Zhou Qiqi immediately pictured Jiang Xiangyang running around the house licking jam, and said with a smile.
"Xiangyang is quite smart!"
Deng Cuixiang kept cutting potato shreds with lightning speed, while casually agreeing with the suggestion.
"That's right, he's used up all his intelligence on eating and playing. He probably won't amount to much in the future, he's nowhere near as good as Xiang Hai, we can't count on him for the future..."
Before Deng Cuixiang could finish speaking, Zhou Qiqi handed her an enamel basin full of water, interrupting her.
"Don't say that. Xiangyang is good too. If you keep saying that, it will discourage the child. Besides, if both children were like Xianghai, could you handle it?"
Deng Cuixiang paused, then grinned.
"That's true. If everyone were like Xiang Hai, staying cooped up in the house all day, never getting out and about, and never causing any trouble, life wouldn't be so exciting!"
As she said this, she realized that Xiangyang was a good kid, and she felt a little embarrassed.
"Hey, I just wanted to ramble on a bit to you two..."
Zhou Qiqi stopped arguing with her and instead asked a question.
"By the way, sis, how's the matter with Xianghai's youth center going?"
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