Song Yiyi herself doesn't know when her period will come.
The main reason is that her time is not right.
It's either a few days late or a few days early, there's no pattern at all.
The only characteristic is stomach ache a few days before the period.
Not this time either.
Cen Yue actually prepared some things for her.
Song Yiyi came out of the bathroom and rubbed her wet hands on Cen Yue. "Thank you, our Chief Cen is so thoughtful. He will succeed in everything he does."
"My future prosperity and wealth will depend on you!"
She didn't mean the praise at all.
Cen Yue stood still, letting her rub the water droplets on him, lowering his eyes and asking, "Does your stomach hurt?"
Song Yiyi was stunned.
It’s true, it doesn’t hurt at all this time.
If it weren't for the warm weather flu, she wouldn't have known she had her period.
Song Yiyi shook her head and then smiled flatteringly: "Is this why you feed me meat every day?"
"With a husband like this, what more could I ask for?"
As someone from the future, she somewhat understood this principle.
When Song Yiyi was still a child, she accompanied her mother to the hospital and heard her mother talk about this topic.
"Your period is coming soon, right? Let's go home and let Auntie stew some meat for you."
Song Yiyi didn't understand at the time, so she asked, "Eating meat? Shouldn't we prepare brown sugar water?"
The mother put on sunglasses, waited for her to fasten her seat belt, stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the garage.
"Do you know why people in the past said that?"
Song Yiyi shook her head.
My mother chuckled, "Because brown sugar and red dates are cheap, and meat is expensive, they're reluctant to give it to women. Before the internet, men used it to deceive ignorant women."
Song Yiyi was stunned. "Is there such a thing?"
Her mother smiled and nodded her head. "Silly girl, eat more red meat for nourishment. Even if you don't eat mutton, eating a few of them will definitely cure your menstrual cramps."
When Cen Yue knew that Song Yiyi would not participate in the special recruitment, he said nothing.
On that day, he asked her if she wanted to go and watch the fun.
"want!"
It took Song Yiyi five minutes to tidy herself up and she stared at Cen Yue eagerly.
She gets lazy every time she has her period and has been staying at home for several days without going out. She feels a bit bored.
Cen Yue took a day off, so the washing machine ran for a whole day.
The yard is already filled with sheets, quilt covers and clothes hanging out to dry.
After hanging up Song Yiyi's skirt, he even used his hands to smooth out the wrinkles bit by bit.
Finish this.
Cen Yue wiped the washing machine clean with a cloth and put it back.
Song Yiyi followed him around.
Cen Yue was not in a hurry at all. He washed his hands slowly before saying, "Let's go."
As soon as they went over, they saw Bi Ying.
Bi Ying was holding a little boy's hand and walking towards them with a smile.
Song Yiyi stepped forward and asked, "Senior Sister, how are you feeling?"
"very good."
Bi Ying curled her lips: "Yiyi, I said that after I'm done with this, I'll invite you to my house for dinner. Last time, it's all thanks to you."
While the two of them were exchanging a few words, several people came to find Bi Ying.
She quickly got busy.
Leaving behind were Song Yiyi, Cen Yue, and the little boy who blinked his big eyes and said nothing.
The three of them looked at each other.
"cough."
Cen Yue faked a cough. He had no experience, so he introduced directly: "This is Senior Sister's son. Think about the nickname."
Then he introduced her to the little one seriously, "This is my wife, you can call her aunt."
Bi Ying treats Cen Yue as her own brother.
Let the children call him uncle since they were young.
Song Yiyi is naturally my aunt.
Thinking about it, the child blinked his big eyes again, then lowered his head to fiddle with the toy in his hand.
He had no intention of paying any attention to Cen Yue.
Cen Yue frowned slightly and was about to reach out his hand when he was blocked by Song Yiyi.
She asked amusedly, "How old is he?"
"It seems less than two years old."
Cen Yue looked puzzled: "He doesn't talk much and doesn't even say hello. It's rude."
He had seen the boy several times.
He always feels a little...stupid.
Song Yiyi curled her lips slightly, "Don't you know? Boys usually start talking late, but he can understand what you are saying, so he probably just doesn't want to pay attention to you."
Cen Yue said in a calm tone, "I've never taken care of a child."
He looked at her teasingly.
Song Yiyi: “…”
She actually brought it.
I think it is very quiet and I can have fun on my own without any adult supervision.
Song Yiyi and Cen Yue can just watch from the side.
Thinking of the little boy playing by the flower bed, Song Yiyi walked over and measured his height with her hand.
Cen Yue looked on and asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Yiyi smiled: "Is he really less than two years old? How can he be so tall?"
I don’t remember a child under two years old being so tall.
Cen Yue sat lazily, not looking like a soldier at all. His posture and tone were very relaxed: "His parents are both tall."
Bi Ying is much taller than Song Yiyi, and looks to be about 1.7 meters tall.
At this age when the average person is not tall.
Bi Ying stood out in the crowd.
Song Yiyi always felt that Cen Yue's words had a hidden meaning. "I don't think I'm short, it's you who are too tall. I'm so cute, you're all zebras and giraffes!"
The corners of Cen Yue's lips curved up in an ambiguous arc.
Song Yiyi's defense immediately broke down, "What are you laughing at!"
Before Cen Yue could say anything, a thin voice rang out from the side: "What are you laughing at?"
Song Yiyi turned her head.
She blinked and asked Cen Yue, "Who's talking?"
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