Chapter 329 Want to buy a little Nuobao
Mrs. Feng was washing rice by the stove.
She didn't think much about it and said truthfully, "My Nuobao, if you count the age, is not even three years old."
Mu Yihan's eyelids twitched slightly, "So, it's only two and a half years old?"
After careful calculation, if his and Wan'er's flesh and blood were still alive, they would be the same age as Nuobao.
Suddenly, he was inexplicably nervous, and a hope emerged in his heart.
"Then do you know what month she was born, was she born in the Qingming month or the Beginning of Summer month?" Mu Yihan moved his feet and immediately stepped forward to ask.
I remember when Wan'er was pregnant, the doctor once said that women are pregnant for ten months, and the child will be born in these two months.
Seeing that he was emotional, Mrs. Feng was stunned and stopped.
"Neither." Mrs. Feng denied it doubtfully, "My Nuobao said that she was born before or after the Jingming Festival, a month earlier than the Qingming Festival. Why do you ask this, sir?"
Mu Yihan's throat tightened.
An indescribable sense of loss instantly filled his chest.
He pursed his lips and shook his head, thinking that he was ridiculous for still hoping that God would let him find his daughter so easily.
But how could Mu Yihan know that Shen Wan gave birth to the weak and small Nuobao two months earlier because of the torture she suffered from her natal family.
Seeing that Mu Yihan was unwilling to elaborate, Mrs. Feng thought that this man was weird, so she didn't ask too many questions and continued to prepare meals.
"Feng Miao, come down quickly and help me carry firewood to light the fire."
Because there were guests, lunch could not be sloppy. Feng scooped out half a ladle of the Rouge Rice from Yutian that was reserved for the ladies.
After the oil was heated, she fried a pot of chicken legs and wings. She also washed the pickled cabbage and stewed some pickled cabbage vermicelli and pork belly. She
also fried some shredded pork with marinated sauce and stir-fried potato strips. The three meat dishes and one vegetable were all on the table, and lunch was ready.
Ali had already eaten the farm food, rubbed his hands and climbed onto the kang.
But Mu Yihan stood outside the door like a door god, frozen and motionless, with a bit of disgust on his handsome face.
After all, when he was in the palace, all his food was the best delicacies.
Not to mention the color and aroma of the dishes, the vessels used to serve them are made of gold and silver. Sometimes, for pastries, glass and jade vessels are also used.
Moreover, every meal must contain at least meat, vegetables, soup, and snacks, as well as pre-meal fruits. There must be at least twenty dishes.
At the moment, looking at the old country elm table, the old porcelain bowls, and the shiny pork belly and sauerkraut, Mu Yihan really couldn't work up his appetite.
Ali was feeling embarrassed and didn't know how to persuade him to come in.
At this time, Xiao Nuobao crawled along the edge of the kang to the door of the house.
When she stretched out her little hand, she couldn't reach Mu Yihan's big hand, so she only grabbed one of his fingers and shook it twice.
"Uncle Mu, come and have dinner~" Little Nuobao tilted his head and rubbed his belly, "Nuobao is already hungry, won't you come~"
The soft and warm little fleshy hands pressed on the cold and hard knuckles, and Mu Yihan's palms suddenly felt numb.
He slowly lowered his eyes and saw that the little baby was grabbing very hard, and his chubby hands were clenched into fists.
After moving his fingers, Mu Yihan finally did not pull them out. He didn't want the little guy to be hungry, so he went into the house for the time being.
Feng smiled with crooked eyes and patted Little Nuobao's side, "The kang in this room was not heated this morning. The kang has just become warm now. The two adults should sit next to Nuobao at the head of the kang."
Mu Yihan did not object.
After taking off his robe, his tall and straight body just sat on the kang, like a mountain, and the room seemed crowded in an instant.
Mu Yihan had never sat on a big kang before, and it was a little hard. He paused before he was willing to sit on it.
But soon, a warm force came from bottom to top.
Mu Yihan was a little surprised.
Not to mention, the big kang is quite comfortable...
After hiding the surprise in his eyes, Mu Yihan secretly moved his body twice and adjusted it to the most comfortable position. Then he picked up the chopsticks and bowl and took a look at the Jiang family.
The children in the family, except for the one who was still in the belly, there were two little ones, one about eight years old and the other one and a half years old.
"Are there only four children in your family?" Mu Yihan glanced at Sun Chunxue's belly, and it was obvious that this one was also brought in.
Mrs. Feng thought it was just a casual chat, so she nodded and said, "The older ones, there is only one Fengjing, and there are only these few. Besides, my family has a nest of boys, and except for my daughter, all of them are boys."
Mu Yihan's heart was inevitably nervous.
A country family, and a nest of naughty boys, without even a sister of similar age to keep them company.
In such a situation, even if the family spoils the child, it will not be better than raising him in the palace.
So Mu Yihan put down his chopsticks and was about to discuss with Mrs. Feng whether he was willing to hand over Nuobao to him to raise, and the Jiang family could provide the money.
He was about to say something, but at this moment, he glanced at Feng's bowl and suddenly realized that the woman ate something different from him.
In the room, apart from him and Ali, only Xiao Nuobao had the same bowl as them, with the bright red Yutian Rouge rice.
The rest of the people, even the pregnant woman, ate ordinary white rice.
Mu Yihan paused for a moment, and couldn't help but look up and ask Feng, "Why is there a distinction between these rices?"
Feng said, "This rouge rice was brought to us by Mr. Xiao from the capital. It is usually reserved for my daughter, and I steam it in a small stove. Because you two came today, I took out some more and steamed them."
When Ah Li heard this, he immediately laughed, "So, we ate Xiao Nuobao's small stove?"
Xiao Nuobao raised his chopsticks with a smile, but he didn't want to eat.
Instead, he took out a few millet balls from the rouge rice in the bowl and poured them into the bowls of his mother, eldest brother and sister-in-law, fifth brother and nephew.
"Eat together, Nuobao doesn't want to eat the small stove!" Xiao Nuobao said in a sweet voice.
Jiang Fengnian looked at the small rice ball and said with a smile, "It's just a little bit of good rice. If big brother eats it, the date kernels will fall into his stomach. Let's give it to Fengmiao."
Although little Fengmiao is greedy, he never steals food from his sister's plate.
He broke the red rice in the bowl and poured it into the eldest sister-in-law's bowl, "I won't eat it either. Give it to the eldest sister-in-law. Just think of it as feeding my little nephew in advance."
Sun Chunxue scolded him, "You are my nephew, how do you know that my eldest sister-in-law is not pregnant with a concubine? If you break my dream of having a concubine again, I will beat you up!"
Although she said this, Sun Chunxue did not care about her own food and poured the red rice balls into her mother's bowl.
After finishing, Sun Chunxue and Feng Miao, the big and small enemies, had a tacit understanding.
Each of them took a fried chicken wing, removed the bones, and put it in Xiao Nuobao's bowl so that she could eat it easily.
Watching the Jiang family eat a meal, they actually let each other go, so lively and loving.
Mu Yihan was stunned and felt the unprecedented atmosphere of fireworks in the world.
Just when he was about to say that he would buy the little guy, he swallowed the words back into his stomach.
Seeing that he looked strange, Feng was afraid that the two adults would laugh at him, so she quickly explained, "We farmers have no rules when eating. We always talk and laugh at the table. Please don't be surprised. There is no way. Who let us have such a precious child in our family?"
Mu Yihan's eyes fell on the red face of the little Nuobao. It can be seen that this child was raised very well by this family.
"There is nothing to be surprised about. You are doing very well." Mu Yihan paused and sighed sincerely.
No matter how good his palace was, no matter how many servants served him, it was still deserted and without any human touch.
For a moment, this big kang in the farmhouse seemed to be a hundred times more comfortable than the jade bed in the palace.
Mu Yihan finally picked up the bowl and chopsticks and began to enjoy the pickled cabbage, vermicelli and meat.
Seeing that he was eating happily, the little Nuobao snuggled beside him and also ate big mouthfuls of rice, his little mouth was greasy.
At this time, Ah Li was careful and suddenly realized that the big and the small were holding the chopsticks in their left hands and the bowl in their right hands.
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