Qin Ye pulled a cart of goods collected from the countryside back to the store. Before he even entered the house, he could smell the aroma of braised food and steamed buns.
Lin Xiaobo had just returned home from school. After putting down his schoolbag, he helped him move the things in the car into the house.
After everything was moved into the kitchen, Qin Ye gave Li Shuping the account he had kept and the remaining money.
The latter looked at the account book, counted the remaining money and put it in his pocket.
"Stay for dinner tonight. I'll make braised dishes and steamed buns. After you finish eating, you can also bring some back to your Aunt Qin."
Qin Ye subconsciously wanted to refuse, but his stomach protested against him.
“Gu—, gu—.”
Two loud and long beeps made Qin Ye's face turn red, but luckily he was dark-skinned so his blushing face could not be seen.
Phew, Lin Xiaobo pursed her lips and smiled secretly.
Li Shuping said happily: "Your belly has already agreed for you."
Qin Ye scratched his head embarrassedly.
The steaming steamed buns came out of the pot, a pot of egg and spinach soup was boiled, a basket of steamed buns was picked up, and two bowls of braised dishes were scooped out, and then Li Shuping's family started to eat.
Qin Ye was a man with lively eyes, serving soup, holding bowls and chopsticks.
"Come and try this braised pork ribs. They were braised for two hours and soaked for half the afternoon."
Li Shuping used her chopsticks, which had not been eaten yet, to pick up a piece of braised pork ribs for Qin Ye and Xiao Yi.
Given Qin Ye's politeness, if Li Shuping didn't serve him some, he would have waited until the end of the meal without touching the braised pork ribs.
"Thank you, thank you Aunt Li." Qin Ye was flattered.
"Eat it."
"Mom, this braised pork ribs are so delicious. They fall off the bones as soon as you bite them." Lin Xiaobo lowered his head and ate the meat on the bones.
"If it smells good, eat more. We need to finish all these stewed dishes today, otherwise they will go bad tomorrow. It would be great if we had a refrigerator."
As the weather gets hotter, these cooked foods are no longer suitable for storage.
Li Shuping really wanted to buy a refrigerator, but these days you need a ticket to buy a refrigerator, and it is not easy to get a ticket for a refrigerator.
"Aunt Li, do you want to buy a refrigerator?" Qin Ye asked.
Li Shuping nodded and said, "Yes, we run a dumpling shop, it would be very convenient to have a refrigerator."
"If you have too much food to sell, you can freeze it in the refrigerator and eat it the next day."
"I have the money to buy a refrigerator, but it's hard to get the ticket."
In fact, she also wants to buy a washing machine and a TV. With a washing machine she won't have to wash clothes by hand.
With a TV, you can watch TV to relieve boredom when you have nothing to do, and you can also learn about current affairs.
Qin Ye ate the fragrant braised pork ribs and kept Aunt Li's words in mind.
When He Wenguang returned home from get off work, he was stunned when he saw his mother-in-law coming back.
"Wenguang is back?" Mother Zhao greeted with a smile.
"...Mom, why are you back again?" He Wenguang took off his uniform and hung it behind the door.
The expression on Zhao's mother's face was almost invisible. She froze for a moment, then continued with a smile, "After thinking about it, I felt that it would be more reassuring to watch over Xiaoyan while she gave birth, so I came back. I don't think you would be unwelcome, Wenguang?"
"How, how could that be? I would definitely welcome it." He Wenguang pulled the corner of his mouth with a forced smile.
Cao Zhaodi walked out of the kitchen.
"I also said that it was too much trouble for my mother-in-law to run around like this. However, I am an old woman from the countryside, and my hands and feet are clumsy. It is reasonable for my mother-in-law to worry about me and worry that I can't take good care of Xiaoyan."
There was a hint of grievance in his tone.
Hearing this, He Wenguang's face changed. He understood that his mother-in-law came back to look after Wo Yan not for peace of mind, but because she disliked his mother for being an old country woman and was worried about his mother taking care of Wo Yan.
He Wenguang was naturally unhappy that his own mother was rejected by his father, and he even looked a little embarrassed.
Zhao Xiaoma secretly glared at Cao Zhaodi. This old hag was really good at pretending to be wronged and complaining, as if someone looked down on her.
"Look at what you said, mother-in-law. How could I not be at ease with you?" Zhao's mother said with a smile.
"You are so kind. In order to make it easier for Jennifer to give birth, you even let Jennifer get up to cook dinner. If I hadn't come back and seen it, I wouldn't have seen your good intentions."
She couldn't let this old hag make false accusations and cause her son-in-law to misunderstand her.
She also wanted to let her son-in-law know what kind of person he was as a mother, and whether he could rest assured that she would take care of the mother.
He Wenguang could tell that his mother-in-law was complaining, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with his mother asking 꺶 Yan to cook.
When his mother gave birth to him, she was still carrying manure and watering the house even after her water broke. So what's wrong with letting 庶燕 cook with a pregnant belly?
His mother-in-law was just too nervous, and she made 꺶yan a little pretentious.
He called his mother up this time because he wanted her to take care of Yueyue and cure Coco's pretentiousness.
If he, as the husband, said something, Yan would get angry and quarrel with him, but it would be different if his mother, as the elder, said it.
His mother is the elder, and she is here, so Yan has to listen to the elder's words.
"Mom, you are the same. Xiaoyan is about to give birth. How can we let her cook?"
In front of his mother-in-law, He Wenguang still pretended to say something to his mother.
Cao Zhaodi said aggrievedly: "I am doing this for 꺶燕 to get some exercise so she can give birth."
Zhao's mother: "Oh, Wenguang, I'm not saying your mother is wrong. Why are you scolding her? I'm praising her for her good intentions and for thinking about Xiaoyan."
"When Xiaoyan gave birth to Yingying, although I didn't let her cook and move around, I helped her walk around in the corridor."
This means there are many ways to do prenatal activities, but cooking is not a good way. You can walk a few steps in the kitchen to cook, but standing there to cut vegetables and cook, what kind of activity is this?
He Wenguang: “…”
She didn't just say his mother was wrong, she was almost saying that her mother was deliberately torturing 꺶 Yan.
"Mom, is the meal ready? I'm hungry." He Wenguang touched his belly and changed the subject.
"It's almost ready. All that's missing is the soup, which is cooking on the stove. I'll go back to the kitchen to check." Cao Zhaodi went back to the kitchen with a spoon.
"Mom, I'll go into the room to see Xiaoyan." He Wenguang said, then turned and went into the bedroom.
Zhao's mother smiled and nodded, but the moment he turned around, her face darkened.
She might have been pecked in the eye by 꺶雁 and had misjudged this son-in-law.
He Wenguang walked into the bedroom and frowned at 꺶yan who was half lying on the bed.
Are you going to be so pretentious just because you are about to give birth? I couldn't get up from the bed.
An accountant at their water plant was still counting accounts when her water broke.
There was no midwife at the birth, just an old lady from the factory watching over her. Within an hour, the baby was born in the office.
Before my mother gave birth, she was working, running around the factory, and I never heard her say that she was feeling unwell.
The wife he married is the most pretentious. She has been feeling uncomfortable here and there since the beginning of her pregnancy when she had two children.
Sometimes I want to eat sour food, sometimes I want to eat sweet food, and sometimes I want to eat spicy food.
She either has a headache or a backache. If her legs cramp at night, she has to kick him awake to give her a massage.
Otherwise, she couldn't bend over and asked him to wash her hair and tie her shoelaces.
When her shoelaces were loose outside, she would ask him to tie them for her. He, a man, had to squat on the bed to tie her shoelaces, which made him feel very embarrassed.
He Wenguang had many dissatisfactions with his wife, but being hypocritical and face-saving, he never showed it and always endured it.
In the factory he is a good employee, He Wenguang.
In the courtyard he is a good neighbor He Wenguang.
In the eyes of Xiaoyan and his father-in-law's family, he is a good husband and son-in-law, He Wenguang.
He was enduring it for the sake of his own good image.
Seeing her husband, 꺶 Yan touched her tight belly and smiled gently, "Wenguang, you're back."
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