After the winter month, the weather became colder and colder, and the snow outside almost never stopped falling.

The villagers would go out to clean the roads when the snow stopped for a short time. Although the roads they cleaned would soon be covered by the falling snow, they still enjoyed doing these jobs as soon as the snow stopped.

In Caojia Village this year, the elderly and children in the village said that this was the best winter they had ever had. They had enough food to eat their fill without going hungry, and they also had warm clothes. The leaks in the house were fixed before winter, and there was no cold wind when sleeping inside. Therefore, even if it was winter, people's hearts were full of joy and expectation, hoping that this winter would pass quickly and next year would be better.

In previous winters, people in the village would freeze to death in their sleep, but nothing happened this year. If there was anything in the village, Li Zheng and the two deputy village chiefs would handle it in advance, so fortunately, nothing serious happened.

Everyone was living well at the academy, and Cao Xiangnan went there twice later, mainly to see how the children were doing. The children went to the academy, had food and clothes, and were fatter than when they first arrived. The lazy guys who were caught last time no longer dared to be lazy.

The weather was bad, and the academy was closed. The brothers in the village took their children to the academy for a while, and after a while, they learned a few words and simple arithmetic, which opened up a new path for them. Everyone hoped that the snow would stop so that they could go back to study with the teacher, but the weather did not go as planned, and the snow continued to fall.

There was nothing to do outside, and Cao Xiangnan stayed at home most of the time. He prepared food every day, ate and drank, and then went on for another day. At most, he would visit Cao Gang's house across the street when the snow stopped.

Recently, the family often killed chickens, and he cut off the chicken feet to make pickled pepper chicken feet. A jar of pickled pepper chicken feet was opened. The younger ones tried it but refused to eat it because it was too spicy. However, Wanfeng, Aning, and Fang Ziye sat in the living room and kept eating.

"Hiss... so spicy..."

"Yes, so spicy, so spicy, delicious."

The eaters couldn't stop eating. Their lips were red from eating. They kept breathing in and saying it was so spicy.

"..." Cao Xiangnan, who was sitting there and peeling a roasted chestnut from time to time to satisfy his hunger.

Fortunately, these chickens don't have hormones, and the pickled pepper chicken feet he made don't have food additives and pigments, which are modern industrial additives. If you eat too much, there is nothing else to worry about except the spiciness.

In addition, he also steamed a dish of drunken crabs. Ershun and Xiaosu like to eat drunken crabs. The two children are of similar age and are greedy. They chewed them together with relish. Even Doctor Huang tasted the taste. But compared to eating these things, Doctor Huang prefers to drink a sip of liquor.

"These days, I live like a god." After a sip of liquor, Doctor Huang was also half drunk, squinting his eyes and shaking his head.

Ah Wu sat there listening to Doctor Huang's intermittent words, with a glass of wine in his hand. Now that he saw that his master's belly was so big, he kept his silent attitude as always.

From that day on, Fang Ziye stayed with him to take care of the baby. Having had experience in taking care of his own wife, Cao Xiangnan also had quite a bit of experience in taking care of pregnant men. But Fang Ziye didn't need much care from him, as he had servants and doctors with him. At most, he would prepare some nourishing food for him to eat every day.

I don't know if it was because he ate well and slept well, but Fang Ziye became fatter like a balloon, and his complexion gradually got better. He couldn't hide his big belly. What's more, he didn't hide his big belly anymore. The stove was burning in the house to keep warm, and he didn't wear the thick coat anymore, so even the children in the family knew that there was a baby living in his belly.

Aning was a little surprised to know that Fang Ziye was pregnant, but she accepted it naturally and took the initiative to take care of the pregnant woman. There were

only a few familiar faces coming in and out of the house. Sun Bailian knew that Fang Ziye was pregnant. Everyone was a wise man, and Sun Bailian would not ask questions that she shouldn't ask. He would also care about Fang Ziye. As for Cao Gang and the other men, they would not care about other people's affairs.

"Okay, we'll eat the rest another day. We can't eat anymore." After eating a small plate of chicken feet, Qi Wanfeng announced that he couldn't eat anymore.

Fang Ziye's eyes fell on the altar beside him. He knew there was still a lot in the altar. The spicy chicken feet made his face flushed, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. His eyes were full of "I want to eat."

"No, no, I can't stop eating this. The more I eat, the more I want to eat. Come on, Wanfeng, Ziyu, you guys drink some water too." Aning poured hot water for several people, drank a cup himself, and poured another cup for himself.

The man who said he didn't want to eat, saw that Ershun still had drunken crabs, and reached out his hand again.

"Ziyu, you can't eat crabs, they are cold." Seeing that Fang Ziye's hand was about to reach out, Qi Wanfeng grabbed his hand. Facing a pair of pitiful eyes looking at him, he felt a little bit reluctant, and finally took a step back and negotiated, "Give you two more chicken feet?"

Fang Ziye's eyes lit up, and the pitiful look in them disappeared, waiting for Wanfeng to feed him.

He now has a good appetite, and he especially likes spicy food. In the past, his taste was light, but since he ate a spicy fish that day, he couldn't stop. He wants to eat anything spicy, and today's chicken feet are particularly suitable for his taste. After eating one, he wanted to eat the whole pot.

"Okay, the last two pieces." A chicken claw was cut into several pieces, and there was not even half a chicken claw left in the two pieces. Qi Wanfeng picked up two pieces from the plate, sealed the mouth, and hid the small pot at the back.

Fang Ziye stared at the altar, and then ate the last two chicken feet.

"Hehehe... Daddy is bad."

"Are you still going to say that Daddy is bad?... Well, is he still bad?"

"Hehehe... No... Hehehe, I'm not bad anymore, I'm not bad anymore."

Cao Xiangnan caught An An and held her in his arms, tickling her. Since knowing that An An was worried about the birth of her brother, he and Wanfeng would try to spend more time with An An and the other two children.

Xiangzi and Xingxing did not show any rejection to the arrival of Xiao Lele. These two children have always been very well-behaved, so it is easy for people to ignore them.

As for the youngest one, he would sleep when he was full and eat when he was full every day, and live a carefree life.

Qi Wanfeng glanced over and saw her husband teasing the child again, and she was about to laugh to death.

Meeting that look, Cao Xiangnan stopped bothering An An, and held the child in his arms to comfort him, and asked, "What do you want to eat for lunch?" Seeing that they finally stopped eating the pot of chicken feet, he asked.

"Anything is fine."

"The one you made last time, with meat and vegetables wrapped in a dough?" Qi Wanfeng thought for a moment and said.

"Oh, OK." Cao Xiangnan remembered what Wanfeng was talking about. He made some wraps and fried some crispy meat cubes, and a few side dishes. He rolled them up according to his own taste and spread the sauce inside. "This is not bad. You can roll up whatever you want." He nodded and said.

It's a pity that we can't buy shrimps this day, otherwise the fried shrimps will taste better. We can consider this problem after the beginning of next spring. "Can you eat this roll?" Qi Wanfeng looked at Aning and Fang Ziye, and asked a few others.

"Yes." Fang Ziye said.

The others didn't have any opinions.

"An'an, play here. Daddy will go make you something delicious. You sit here and have a cup of tea. It will be ready in a while." Cao Xiangnan let go of the child in his arms and let him play here while he went to prepare lunch.

An'an followed his father like a little bear, holding onto his father's clothes with his little hands, and said, "An'an, come with us."

An'an was coming, and the three little ones behind him were also coming. There were too many naughty children in the family, which didn't seem to be a good thing in this regard. Cao Xiangnan had several painful experiences of making pasta with children and ended up with flour everywhere. He decisively refused in his heart and winked at Wanfeng who was sitting there, asking him to take the children away.

Qi Wanfeng smiled and followed her husband and coaxed the little ones away.

It was quick to make the dough cakes. The dough was kneaded and the cakes were made. They were put into the pan and fried. Then the pork slices were dipped in flour and fried. There were chicken pieces after frying. Ah Wu followed him silently to help. He was very fast at cutting. He could slice and dice the food as he was told. The size was the same. Cao Xiangnan had to admire his knife skills.

Ah Wu was still the one who cut the cucumber into strips. The knife made no sound when it fell on the cutting board.

"How did you practice your knife skills?" Even Cao Xiangnan was curious.

Ah Wu froze and looked at the person who asked him the question.

"Okay, just pretend I didn't ask. Go on." Hurry up and get this done so that we can have dinner. Cao Xiangnan didn't ask any more questions.

"I haven't practiced." Ah Wu replied.

"..." It's better not to answer. You feel hurt in the chest.

The pancakes were baked, the meat was deep-fried, and several side dishes were prepared. The sauces were ready. These sauces were always prepared at home, and everyone usually liked to add some sauces to their food. The porridge in the pot was also heated up, and Cao Xiangnan went to call everyone to eat.

Adults and children came together, and the little ones sat on the chairs, looking at the food on the table, waiting for the adults to feed them.

"Wanfeng, you should fill the porridge for the children first." Cao Xiangnan rolled the pancakes according to the tastes of the children, and said, "What do you want to eat? Do it yourself. I'll roll it for the children first, otherwise wait a while and I'll roll it for you." "We can do it ourselves." Aning came after washing his hands, and he helped.

Fang Ziye now loves spicy food at every meal, even when eating rolls, he has to put hot sauce in the middle.

After living together for a while, everyone is always in harmony at the dinner table.

After the children finished their porridge, each of them had a roll. Cao Xiangnan would roll one up for anyone who didn't have one, and he put the last one he rolled into his own mouth and sat down.

A lot of rolls were bought, and Cao Xiangnan bought two or three per person to ensure that everyone could have a full stomach.

After the laughter, the house gradually became quiet. At this time, everyone went back to the house to take a nap. At this time of the day, the house returned to its quiet time.

When everyone was taking a nap, the door of a room was quietly opened from the inside. The person who came out opened the door and then closed it again, fearing to wake up the person sleeping in the room. The

person who came out of the room went out of the living room and found the jar that was put away. Inside was his favorite chicken feet. With a triumphant smile on his face, Fang Ziye walked over to take the jar and sat down on the bench.

The little white fox sleeping in the nest raised its eyelids, stretched its waist, jumped out of its nest, and jumped onto the table.

"Hmm, it smells so good." Fang Ziye lifted the lid of the pot. It was this smell. The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't sleep. He just thought about the chicken feet in the pot. He simply got up to look for the chicken feet. As soon as

he came out, he found it. He scooped a spoonful of chicken feet out with a spoon and took a piece into his mouth. Fang Ziye saw the little white fox jumping onto the table, watching him stealing food and spitting out the bones in his mouth. He asked, "Do you want to eat too?" Then he handed a piece to the little white fox.

The little white fox smelled the smell. It smelled a bit pungent at first, but it was so spicy after taking a bite that its eyes turned red. It stuck out its tongue, and seeing the person squinting his eyes and eating the delicious food, it continued to eat.

So, when everyone was asleep, the man and the fox ate the pickled pepper chicken feet.

Ah Wu, who heard the sound in the house and followed out, walked to the corner of the wall and took a look at his master who was eating the chicken feet. He paused, and then turned back to his room silently. However, he couldn't fall asleep after lying down.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the picture of the man and the fox eating chicken feet. The corners of his mouth curled up and revealed a smile.