Sure enough, as soon as Tang Baozhu patted them twice, they stopped whimpering and started moving their mouths around looking for something. You could tell from their behavior that they were hungry and wanted to nurse.
After feeding them, they fell asleep again. Sometimes Tangbaozhou was particularly envious of their sleep quality, feeling that they could fall asleep in a second.
After they fall asleep, pick through the wild vegetables you just picked, and throw the ones you don't want to feed the chickens.
The chicken was originally intended for Tang Baozhu to eat during her postpartum period, but unfortunately, she didn't eat much of it. It wasn't that she was reluctant to kill the chicken, but Tang Baozhu simply couldn't stomach it.
In particular, they probably secretly fed them good food and were fed too well. When Tang Baozhu was still in her postpartum period, they started laying eggs.
Finally, thinking that since they couldn't eat them anyway, I decided to let them lay eggs, which would be a good way to supplement the baby's nutrition when they were ready to start eating solid foods.
Feng Yi had no objection at all. Since his wife wanted to support him, then so be it. He was already used to taking care of her anyway.
It's just a matter of changing from raising the baby for a few months to raising it continuously. Besides, it can also supplement the nutrition for future children and daughters-in-law, so there's nothing to be unhappy about.
After cleaning the wild vegetables, I put them directly on the stove. Then I cut some cured meat and sausages, so that I could ask Feng Yi to cook when he came back.
Ever since Feng Yi returned from his mission, he has been the one cooking whenever he's home, even though Tang Baozhu says she's learned how to cook and can cook for herself now, he still refuses.
In his words, before he was with me, he didn't have to cook for himself, but after he was with me, he couldn't be around the stove all the time.
This made Tang Baozhu always say that he was a chauvinist, but she actually quite liked this kind of chauvinism. Since he liked to work, then he could do more.
If Tang Baozhu hadn't insisted on washing her own clothes in the end, he probably would have taken over washing her clothes too. He was just too diligent, making himself seem like a useless person.
Time passed slowly, and the children grew their milk teeth, gradually started eating complementary foods, crawled around, and eventually walked.
It felt like time had passed in the blink of an eye. By the time they could run and jump, they were already over a year old. Life continued as usual, uneventfully.
At first, Tang Baozhu was very popular and people would often come to change her diapers. However, after she gave birth to twins and had several boys, fewer and fewer people came to her.
Tang Baozhu said she adapted well after they stopped coming. She wasn't a particularly sociable person to begin with, let alone people like them who came with all sorts of ulterior motives, whom she disliked even more.
If Tang Baozhu hadn't taken a fertility pill, her desire to have twins would have been nothing short of wishful thinking.
Neither family may have the gene for twins, making it particularly difficult to have twins.
If she hadn't taken the Pregnancy Pill, she would have given birth to a daughter. Luckily, she did. Just thinking about her pampered daughter going to the countryside makes me feel terrible.
When the two children were three years old, it was about time to send them to kindergarten, and by then, signs of famine were already beginning to appear outside.
I've heard that everywhere outside is advertising yields of 1,000 jin of grain per mu, 3,000 jin of grain per mu, 5,000 jin of grain per mu, and some places are even advertising yields of 10,000 jin of grain per mu.
When Tang Baozhu heard the news, she knew that what was coming was bound to happen. Fortunately, her family was not short of food. Since she already knew that there would be a famine, she would definitely make preparations in advance.
At first, Feng Yi saw that she often bought grain to store, but he just thought it was a little hobby of his wife. He figured she didn't buy anything else, just grain, so he neither stopped nor refused her.
He didn't know exactly how much grain she bought, but she used the other room next door as a storage room, where she stored a lot of things.
I don't know when my wife started having this hobby, but she likes to pick sacks and sacks of wild vegetables that look particularly fresh and tender outside and bring them home.
Then he blanched and dried them, storing them in the warehouse. What could Feng Yi do when he saw this? He could only spoil them.
In fact, Feng Yi only saw a small part of it. After all, he was at work most of the day, and what he occasionally saw was what he happened to see when he came back. There were many more that he didn't encounter.
There were at least a dozen burlap sacks in the storage room, filled with dried wild vegetables. Not to mention, since it was often rainy in the spring, there were even more mushrooms stored. There were also bamboo shoots, which both of them loved to eat. Whether they were spring bamboo shoots or winter bamboo shoots, they had dried a lot, and the sacks were already full.
Not to mention the refined grains; in addition to his monthly ration, he would buy an extra 20 jin or so of refined grains.
This was ordered by Tang Baozhu to be bought by Feng Yi. Because Feng Yi had spoiled her so much in recent years, she was too lazy to make up an excuse. She just casually said that she didn't feel safe because there wasn't enough food at home, so she bought an extra 20 jin of food after she had her monthly ration.
If she buys an extra 20 jin a month, that's about 240 jin a year, and over three years it adds up to more than 700 jin. Not to mention she'll secretly add a little extra herself.
Don't be fooled by how much she hoards wild vegetables, mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, etc. She also hoards fresh vegetables without hesitation, resulting in a large number of large jars and pots for the house.
In addition to sun-dried vegetables, there are also various kinds of salted dried vegetables, pickled vegetables, and kimchi.
Tang Baozhu felt that with so much stuff, she was sure she could keep her family of four safe and sound through the famine. Besides, the famine didn't mean no food was distributed at all; it just meant the rations were a bit smaller.
Especially in recent years, potatoes and sweet potatoes have been planted twice a year on the wasteland at the foot of the mountain. There is simply no place at home to store so many sweet potatoes and potatoes, so they are all made into vermicelli.
It feels like we could eat potato noodles and sweet potato noodles for five or six years. Because we hoarded so much stuff, the storage room wasn't big enough to hold it all, so we built a bamboo hut next to the storage room and put all the jars and pots inside.
Tang Baozhu stopped storing her things when both rooms were completely full, which relieved Feng Yi.
After all, he had no idea that disaster would strike in the future. He only supported his wife unconditionally because he loved her. How could he have known that his wife would be so crazy?
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