After Zhao Lei left the courtyard, he first went to Gong Chao's small courtyard and got some beef and mutton.
Wang Juan looked at the frozen beef and mutton, her eyes wide open with laughter. "Let's have hot pot tonight."
You should eat hotpot in the winter, it makes me happy just thinking about it.
"It's so hot in the room, and we're still eating hot pot." Zhao Lei muttered, "And the room smells like hot pot."
"It doesn't matter. It's snowing today. We can eat outside." There happened to be a small house outside, and Wang Juan thought she could put some tableware there.
After moving in together, they both felt that it was a bit of a waste to turn the house into a storage room, so they decided to think about how to use it and arrange it when they had more free time.
The room has been free for a while. Wang Juan originally thought about whether it could be used as a small study room, but she found that there was no heating, which was a bit useless. At present, it can only be used to store some winter vegetables and sauerkraut jars.
Hearing that Zhao Lei disliked eating hot pot in the house because it was so hot and smelly, Wang Juan immediately thought of the small house, which could be used.
Zhao Lei also thought that the hut was pretty good. "Let's eat hotpot there. I just don't know if Ping An will cry."
Although Wang Ke and Ye Jiang took good care of Ping An these days, that was also because they went to and from get off work together with Zhao Lei.
"Don't worry." Zhao Lei glanced at Wang Juan, who was still worried, and asked, "Have you forgotten that your son is a bull?"
When I was a baby, I loved listening to people nagging, especially when I heard someone saying bad things about me, I would definitely speak to the other person in an alien language.
Don't ask why they know, the reason is very simple, that is, Ping An's expression will be very vivid, staring at the other person fiercely, and pointing his finger at the other person.
"When he entered the nursery, we were not very worried that he would cry loudly." Zhao Lei recalled the first day they sent Ping An to the nursery, when the two of them were very worried.
It's not that I'm worried that the aunt won't be able to take good care of Ping An. Although people nowadays are quite simple, they are not fools. They know that Ping An is Zhao Lei's child, so how can they not take good care of him.
What Zhao Lei and Wang Juan were worried about was that the child would cry and make a fuss after he couldn't see them. After all, the child went to and from get off work with them every day. If he suddenly couldn't see his parents, he would probably cry.
Their worries were not unnecessary. When they first arrived, Ping'an didn't see them and started crying loudly. Fortunately, there were many children crying, but Ping'an's was not so obvious. Fortunately, the aunts were all experienced and quickly coaxed them into silence.
After staying for a few days, Ping An also knew that he should play with the children in the morning, then rest and eat, and then rest again. After waking up and playing with the children for a while, he would wait for his parents to pick him up. After knowing this concern, Ping An never cried again.
Wang Juan thought of her son's outgoing personality and said, "That's right."
"By the way, with so much meat, should we take some back?" Wang Juan asked casually, but she was worried that if she took the meat back, Zhao Tiezhu and the others would see it and wonder how jealous they would be.
"Take some back." Zhao Tiezhu knew Wang Juan's concerns, "If they know, they know. Don't worry about it."
"They treat me with partiality in all kinds of ways, and I am just following their example. If they have any objections, then let them be unhappy."
"They only dare to nag at me in their hearts." Zhao Lei hummed the song happily, "I don't want the people I hate to eat the delicious food I give to my mother."
"Why?"
"And even if you give them food, they won't be grateful at all. They might even call me a fool in their hearts."
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