Jiang Yuman supported her face with her hands, looked at Fu Jingchen and chuckled, "Will it be too much trouble for Mom?"
Fu Jingchen looked serious, "I will help you, you don't have to feel any psychological burden."
Jiang Yumen was moved by these words.
I put my arms around his neck and snuggled up to him. "How do you always know what I need? You understand me too well!"
It's embarrassing to order your mother-in-law around, but it's much easier to order your own man around.
He immediately started making demands, "I don't want eggs or chicken, anything else is fine, I want a delicious meal."
Fu Jingchen tucked her hanging hair behind her ears and thought that her bright eyes were even cuter than when his son hummed.
I couldn't help but kiss him, then said: "Look after Xiaoyi, I'll bring it in for you later."
"Okay." Jiang Yuman nodded.
Fu Jingchen let her go and went out.
Mrs. Fu was sitting at the door, and Auntie was there too, chatting with her.
When she heard her son say that his daughter-in-law had no appetite, Mrs. Fu didn't delay and hurried into the kitchen to see what she could cook.
Fu Jingchen followed in to help.
Auntie Fu didn't say anything and continued talking to Mrs. Fu, lending a hand from time to time.
Three people participated in it, and before long, Fu Jingchen entered the house with food.
Zhou Yun, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, stood outside the house helping to pass the tiles and witnessed the whole process.
"Chicken soup is not enough, do you want to make something else? Isn't she afraid of eating too much?" Zhou Yun said sourly.
"Didn't you hear what the old lady said to them? I didn't eat the chicken soup at all. I thought it tasted bland."
Mrs. Cai said with a sullen face, "You only care about yourself all day long. You put too much salt in the food. Won't the child get angry when he is breastfeeding? This family is also stupid. They don't even care about their own grandson."
The idea that a daughter-in-law must give birth to grandchildren to carry on the family line has long been deeply rooted in her mind.
Even if I give my daughter-in-law good food, it is so that my grandson will have milk to drink.
In her opinion, the purpose of marrying a daughter-in-law is to give birth to grandchildren. Now the Fu family treats their grandson badly for the sake of their daughter-in-law. Isn't that ungrateful?
After hearing this, Zhou Yun was speechless, and her face, which was still swollen, had a complicated expression.
Is the Fu family stupid?
How could such a powerful family be stupid? It's just that Fu Jingchen dotes on his wife too much.
During the confinement period, you have to stay at home all day and take care of the child. What's wrong with having a normal meal to satisfy your craving?
When she was in confinement, she also felt that the food tasted bland. Unfortunately, no one was so considerate, and Mrs. Cai couldn't understand it.
Zhou Yun didn't say anything, and Mrs. Cai couldn't start a conversation by herself.
The two men concentrated on passing tiles and tiling the house.
"Hasn't all the tiles in the village been replaced? Where did they get these from?" Auntie Fu was puzzled while chatting with Mrs. Fu.
Fu's mother guessed, "Maybe he bought it from a local store."
"This thing is not easy to get. Their family is so stingy, but they are willing to spend it?"
After complaining, the old lady pouted and seemed to remember something, saying, "Oh, by the way, we'll be slaughtering pigs in a few days. It looks like the New Year is almost here."
At this time, when people say "killing pigs and eating meat", their first reaction is to be happy.
At the beginning of the year, only when meat is cooked can every household eat meat and feel the festive atmosphere!
Auntie smiled and said, "I heard from my eldest brother that the pigs are well-fed this year and the meat is fat."
When the other people at the educated youth point heard this, they also began to look forward to it secretly.
They have been looking forward to slaughtering pigs and eating meat for a long time.
Fu's mother was also happy, but she added, "I don't think our family can make much."
"What's the big deal? Your son and daughter-in-law are promising. Teacher Jiang is a teacher at Shinianzi Primary School. How can we do without these things in the future?"
Auntie is good at comforting people and her expression when she speaks is quite sincere.
"If we really want to talk about which sons and daughters-in-law in the brigade are filial, you are the one."
Fu's mother and she blew each other's praises.
Who doesn't like to hear nice words? Auntie smiled happily, "Hey, we have a large population, so we can take advantage of it. Let's see if we can get a few more lucrative lots in this year's lottery."
There are only so many good parts of the pig and everyone wants them, so the Shinianzi Brigade came up with an idea: they cut the meat, laid it out and wrote numbers on them.
The villagers calculated their working hours and drew the lottery in turn, with each number corresponding to the corresponding piece of meat.
After the meat is harvested, the villagers can exchange it freely.
Fu's mother was not clear about these things, so she couldn't help asking a few more questions. Fu Haitang, who had just come out, also looked confused.
Auntie was also happy to explain to them.
After understanding it, Fu's mother told Fu Wangshan about it in the evening with a sigh.
Fu Wangshan nodded, heard some noise near the window, and turned to look at him.
"It's snowing." Fu Haitang opened the curtains and looked outside.
Looking out from the house, it was snowing heavily outside, and a thin layer of snow had already covered the ground.
Fu Wangshan looked for a while and suddenly put on his clothes.
"Why are you wearing a coat in the middle of the night? Are you going out?" Mrs. Fu wondered.
"It suddenly snowed. I don't know if their kang is warm enough. I'll add some firewood."
After Fu Wangshan finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.
"When I was young, I was very strict with my son and acted like a superior. Now that I'm old, I feel sorry for the younger generation." Mother Fu couldn't help laughing.
But she was also concerned about her son.
It didn't take long to add firewood, and Fu Wangshan came back soon, feeling cold.
Not long after he came back, the sound of shoes stepping on the snow could be heard from the yard.
The temperature dropped suddenly, and everyone in the yard had to heat the kang.
The firewood was in the kitchen, and everyone was making quite a bit of noise as they moved it.
Occasionally, a few people would go out together and have a chat.
However, there were human voices in the first half of the night, but in the second half all you could hear was the sound of snow falling.
When Jiang Yuman woke up the next day, the Shi Nianzi Brigade had completely changed.
There was a layer of snow on the roof and outside the house. The educated youth were shoveling snow in the yard, and some female educated youth were making snowmen.
She sat by the window, feeling regretful once again.
How much fun is it to make snowmen and have snowball fights during the first snow? It's a pity that she is in confinement now and can't touch these things.
Thinking about this, she looked outside for a long time.
After Xiaoyi moved his hands and feet to ask for milk, she quickly lowered the curtains, picked him up and fed him.
From then until noon, the curtains were not opened again.
When she woke up from her nap and heard some rustling at the window, she sat down.
I opened the curtains and looked,
I saw Fu Jingchen and Fu Haitang standing outside, with a few little snowmen standing neatly on the windowsill——
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