The pregnant woman did not disappoint everyone's expectations. Her stomach started to growl before five o'clock, and the noise was so loud that everyone in the ward could hear it.
Song Xin really couldn't help but burst out laughing. Song Xin's smile made everyone in the ward want to laugh. Ling Ju didn't feel embarrassed and just took it as a way to liven up the atmosphere.
"Okay, go back, old man, take the children back!"
Song Xiulan spoke, and Song Qiangjun stood up from the chair beside the bed and stretched his muscles. "The girl will be here soon, let's go! Otherwise, the old lady will nag us to death."
Song Xiulan smiled, "Okay, go now."
As soon as a few people came out of the ward, Song Zhiwei came over with lunch boxes. After greeting Song Zhiwei, a few people went home together.
As soon as she arrived at the door, Ling Ju smelled the aroma of meat.
“Smells so good!”
"It looks like Mom is stewing some meat. It feels like beef, with the tendons and tendons!"
Ling Ju was just talking nonsense. She just preferred to eat the tendons and tendons.
After entering the door, she went straight to the kitchen and found that Chen Chun was really stewing beef. She opened another pot and saw that it was actually cow hooves, and there were actually some tendons and bones in it!
"Mom, you really stewed beef! Second sister-in-law, you have a dog nose, right?"
Ling Ju chuckled, "I have a keen sense of smell."
Everyone washed their hands and ate. Ling Ju sat at the table and waited patiently for Song Qi to bring the ox trotters, but there were really few people here today.
Since Song Zhiqing, Song Wei and Song Zhiwei were not there, Ling Ju enjoyed her meal even more.
While Song Qi was serving her food, he was thinking about what his grandmother said: eating too much would make it difficult to have a child.
Thinking of Ling Ju's energy, he decided to take her out for a walk after dinner. But would she get hungry again if she walked too much? Song Qi felt like he was stuck in a vicious circle.
Tonight's ox trotters are blessed with sugar, so they taste naturally good.
Shen Chun was also very proud, "Now I always add some sugar from the sugar jar when I cook. I find that the taste is particularly good, just like that made with oranges."
Song Zhiguo was the first to praise it, "It's really delicious. I didn't expect that such a small amount of food could enhance the flavor so much. It's amazing."
"Hey, if it's delicious, eat more. Mom really made delicious food tonight."
After dinner she felt sleepy and dozed off on the sofa.
I didn’t know how I got upstairs and slept until dawn.
She didn't expect that when she woke up, Song Qi was still there, leaning against the bed reading a book.
But he was already wearing his home clothes. "Aren't you going out?"
Song Qi looked at her and said, "I'll go out in the afternoon. Get up and eat."
After breakfast, she was helping Shen Chun water the flowers in the yard and found that Song Qi was always hanging around her, but he wasn't doing anything.
He was moving flower pots, tools, etc. But the problem was that he was not moving them in the right place, and they were all in the way.
No, this man is a little abnormal.
When Song Qi moved the tenth pot of flowers, she finally couldn't help but ask, "Why do you keep moving this flower?"
Song Qi stood up straight, his face slightly red, "I have nothing to do."
“.....”
Ling Ju didn't know what to say. Everyone said they were too idle to do anything.
"Then move back. Look, the clean area just now is now covered with mud and water because of your movement. So clean it up."
Song Qi agreed readily.
Ling Ju returned to the house and was pouring some water to drink when she saw that it was already half past ten.
Oh, and Yan Jintang will pick her up for lunch today! She almost forgot! Could it be that Song Qi was here because of this?
This awkward man.
Ling Ju went upstairs and changed into comfortable and loose clothes, put on a pair of white flat cloth shoes, and tied her hair into two big braids. If she wasn't pregnant, she would look like a female college student.
He took out Yan Jintang's medical records from the bottom drawer and put them into his big bag. Before he left the bedroom, Song Qi came in again.
It seems that she is very satisfied with her outfit, and her pregnancy is quite obvious, which is very good.
Flat shoes, clothes are also very tight, very good. But he is a generous man, "Wife, aren't you hot wearing so many clothes?"
Ling Ju gave him a strange look. "This isn't thick. It's just spring and summer clothing, a thin layer."
"Oh, that's fine."
"I'm going downstairs."
"I'll go down with you. What time will Yan Jintang arrive?"
“Almost.”
Song Qi followed Ling Ju downstairs. Song Qiangjun was sitting in the living room reading a newspaper, with Song Xin beside him. The old man didn't go to the hospital today. Song Xiulan was about to be discharged, so his family didn't let him run away. Chen Chun and Song Zhiwei just stayed in the hospital.
Song Xin is a filial child who can often make his grandparents laugh. After Ling Ju came, he became even more lively than Song Xin.
This undoubtedly brought a lot of joy to the Song family.
At eleven o'clock, Ling Ju saw Yan Jintang's car coming outside, and Song Wei's car was following behind it.
She originally thought that Yan Jintang himself would not come, but it turned out that Yan Jintang not only came, but also got out of the car and waited at the door. He happened to run into Song Wei behind him and greeted him.
Ling Ju took the things and went out, "Brother Yan Wu is quite punctual."
"Are you two going out?" Song Wei asked. He saw the big bag in Ling Ju's hand.
"Yes, I'd like to invite Miss Ling to lunch and talk about some things." Yan Jintang replied calmly and greeted Song Qi.
"Okay, let's go. Song Qi, you should also hurry up and get ready to do your thing."
Then Ling Ju got into Yan Jintang's car, of course in the back seat. Yan Jintang was originally sitting in the back seat, but after thinking about it, he moved to the passenger seat.
Sure enough, Song Qi's eyes in the rearview mirror were full of satisfaction. Yan Jintang smiled bitterly. If Song Qi knew his problem, would he still have such an expression?
Yan Jintang was actually shocked by his own thoughts. When did he start to make fun of himself?
This incident was like a needle piercing his heart. He looked normal on the outside, gentle, polite and well-mannered, but in the Yan family, no one dared to provoke him.
"Miss Ling, can we have Kyoto cuisine for lunch?"
Ling Ju answered readily, "Sure, I like fried tripe noodles with soybean paste and other dishes."
Yan Jintang, "....." How should he say that although Ling Ju mentioned Kyoto cuisine, it was a street snack, and the Kyoto cuisine he mentioned was a fine dish... But fried tripe and fried noodles with soybean paste should also be possible.
When the car stopped in front of the restaurant, Ling Ju realized that what she thought was Kyoto cuisine was completely different from what Yan Jintang had described.
At the entrance, you can tell that these are very expensive official dishes.
As soon as they entered the door, someone came to greet them and took them to the innermost private room on the second floor. It was a typical Chinese-style decoration and very elegant. It was Ling Ju's first time to eat in such a place.
There was a dining table for four inside, with only two sets of tableware. After we sat down, someone poured us freshly brewed hot tea.
Ling Ju watched the waiter leave and said bluntly, "Order later, talk about your business first."
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