Jiang Wenwan and Shi Tang exchanged a glance, and then they heard Su's wife outside sigh.
"Hey, what a mess this is. Did Battalion Commander Zhou just go to see Doctor Qian because he wanted to gamble with the kid over money?"
Grandma Zhou really didn't know about this. She turned to look at Zhou Yunting, who was walking out of the room with a solemn expression.
Zhou Yunting nodded.
“I saw him asking Yingzi for money, so I went to find Doctor Qian and told him about it.”
"You came here because of this?"
Sister-in-law Su slapped her thigh.
"Stop talking, that's exactly why I came here."
After he finished speaking, he noticed the strange expressions on the faces of the Zhou family members.
He gave an awkward laugh and quickly offered an explanation.
"I'm not here to interrogate you."
That same Dr. Qian went back and gave my sister-in-law another dressing-down.
I heard they almost came to blows. And now my sister-in-law is running home crying again!
I really don't know what to say. I was so annoyed by her crying that I came out for a walk.
Jiang Wenwan didn't know what to say. She just wandered around and ended up at her own home. Did she think her home was a dumping ground for her complaints?
He walked out and coughed lightly.
"There's nothing we can do about it. It's your sister-in-law's choice of man!"
If the person you chose cannot face reality in time, then you will suffer the consequences yourself.
It's no use talking about it; no one can help her!
It's even more likely that people will laugh at her.
If she really can't stand it anymore, then she should file for divorce!
By the way, my husband Zhou has been experiencing morning sickness lately, especially the sound of pregnant women gagging.
The implication of dismissing the guest was quite clear, and Sister-in-law Su gave a dry laugh.
"Oh my, your Zhou Ying is really something else."
I've never seen anything like it in my entire life.
Grandma Zhou waved her hand to shoo them away.
"Now you see, it's not that we don't want you to come to our house,"
Before Grandma Zhou could finish speaking, Zhou Yunting began to gag.
Sister-in-law Su's lips twitched. Hearing the gagging sound, she also felt a little nauseous and quickly waved her hand to leave.
Zhou Yunting gagged, but calmed down after a while.
At the same time, his brows furrowed.
"Why does Dr. Qian handle things this way?"
That child was his own, and he blamed Zhang Fuying's sister for not being able to teach him properly.
"He actually wanted to fight over this? No way, I have to go talk to him."
Jiang Wenwan rolled her eyes at him, seemingly thinking he was just sitting around doing nothing.
What do you want to say to him?
Zhang Fuying is Zhang Yingchun's own brother; he will definitely go and talk to Doctor Qian.
"I can't just watch my own sister run home crying every few days, can I?"
Zhou Yunting thought about it and realized that what he said made sense.
However, I still feel that Dr. Qian's handling of the situation was really inappropriate.
Jiang Wenwan is pregnant now, and she's very easygoing and has a clear understanding of many things.
"Everyone has their own way of living. Everyone has a different personality and a different way of doing things."
You can't impose your way of doing things on others and force them to do what you want, can you?
"Then it has to be a robot!"
Grandma Zhou immediately agreed with her granddaughter-in-law.
"Wanwan is right, why do you care about his family's affairs?"
"You should spend more time with your wife. There are only two months left, and we don't know if you two will be sent there to provide support by then."
Zhou Yunting nodded, agreeing with his grandmother.
However, if this Dr. Qian doesn't educate Qian Yaozu properly, it will have a bad influence on the children in the family compound in the future.
What if it affects your own family, and what about your child?
"Don't worry, Grandma, I know all of this."
I'm afraid that kid will corrupt the children in the family compound.
"After your two children are born, they'll be playing with the other kids in the compound, so we can't let the atmosphere get too mixed up."
Neither Jiang Wenwan nor Old Mrs. Zhou expected that he would think so far ahead.
"When your child can only play with them, that will be four or five years from now. You're thinking way too far ahead."
Besides, isn't that kid already five or six years old this year?
In two years, it will be time for him to go to school.
Let them live near the school, and then the villages below will open schools.
Riding horses back and forth is too tiring; wouldn't it be better to just build a house near the school and live there?
This suggestion is not unreliable.
Jiang Wenwan shook her head and went to the kitchen to cook. Anyway, she didn't have anything to do, so cooking wasn't tiring.
Seeing her go to cook, Old Mrs. Zhou quickly said:
"Don't move, I'll cook."
Are you hungry?
"If you're hungry, I'll make you something to eat first. Zhang Shun will bring the food over in a little while."
Jiang Wenwan was indeed a bit hungry, and she had quite a large appetite these days.
Even though she was trying very hard to control her food intake, afraid of eating too much and getting too fat.
Or the baby in the womb might be too big, making delivery difficult.
I don't know if C-sections are still common now. Even if she knows how to do it, she can't possibly do it herself, can she?
So she has been trying hard to restrain herself from eating too much.
"You don't need to cook for me. I just want something sweet and sour. I have some in this cupboard. I'll just take it out and eat it."
Grape jam, blueberry jam—she took out a big mouthful and popped it into her mouth, feeling satisfied!
"Milk, would you like to try some? This is my homemade blueberry jam and grape jam."
Back when I was a sent-down youth in Changbai Mountain, I picked a lot of fruit while hiking, and I made it all into jam. It was sweet and sour, and so delicious.
She used wild grapes and wild blueberries, which are naturally more acidic.
She didn't add too much sugar, so it tastes sweet and sour now.
Take out two spoons and give them to Grandma Zhou and Zhou Yunting.
Zhou Yunting scooped out a spoonful and put it in his mouth, his eyes immediately lighting up.
"Mmm, delicious!"
This sweet and sour taste is so good!
Give me a jar, so I can take a sip next time I have morning sickness.
Grandma Zhou rolled her eyes at him, her disdain barely concealed.
However, considering that he helped his granddaughter-in-law with her morning sickness, I'll reluctantly not complain!
"You ate it all, what will Wanwan eat?"
Besides, she's not eating alone now, she's eating with three people.
The old lady started rolling up her sleeves as she spoke.
"Go pick some vegetables over there, I'll make you some pancakes."
Milk pancakes are delicious, soft and fluffy. You can cut them open and add some jam inside.
It's absolutely amazing!
You can also put meat inside; it's just as good as the flatbread in their roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).
As Jiang Wenwan watched the old lady speak, she rolled up her sleeves and began to scoop out a spoonful of flour and knead the dough.
Knowing I couldn't stop her, I just let her be.
Zhou Yunting, with one arm in a sling, tried to help, but was chased away by Old Mrs. Zhou.
The two went to the courtyard, where Zhou Yunting supported Jiang Wenwan with his uninjured hand.
"I'm only three months pregnant, and my belly is only a tiny bit bigger. Don't treat me like I'm made of porcelain."
"You are more precious to me than porcelain."
Zhou Yunting looked at Jiang Wenwan with deep affection.
Jiang Wenwan smiled and looked back at him. Just when the atmosphere was just right, there were always one or two people who would ruin it.
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