Because his wife couldn't get out of bed, Wang Tianxiao wanted to prepare something for her to eat separately. Before he could even say anything when he ran to the kitchen, he saw a small square plate on the chopping board.
The plate contained a small pot of chicken soup, a bowl of steamed eggs, a plate of stir-fried bean sprouts, a plate of spinach, and two warm steamed buns.
"Boss, this is the food prepared for the boss's wife. Please see if it's enough and if it suits her taste. If she doesn't like it, please tell me what she wants to eat, and I'll make it for her."
Wang Tianxiao didn't know what to say, but he felt a surge of emotion.
The Wu culture is so thoughtful!
What a thoughtful man! His wife is incredibly lucky to have found him.
"Old Wu, thank you for your trouble."
Wu Wenhua chuckled and said, "This is nothing. Boss, you treat us like family, so we must repay you. Hurry up and take it over to the boss's wife. Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."
"good."
Seeing that everyone was setting out dishes and a hot pot on the kang (heated brick bed) in the kitchen, and that he didn't need to help, Wang Tianxiao carried the food to his room.
"Come on, let's eat."
As Wang Tianxiao entered, he first placed the food on a chair next to him and then quickly closed the door.
The worst thing about postpartum confinement is being exposed to drafts.
Even though the room was sheltered from the wind, he remained cautious and didn't want to make the slightest mistake.
A curtain made of bed sheets is used to cover the kang (a heated brick bed), which serves as a secondary windbreak.
As soon as Wang Tianxiao finished speaking, Li Yali and Wang Fang's heads popped out from the gap in the curtain. Perhaps because the kang (heated brick bed) was too hot, both of their faces were flushed.
Wang Tianxiao smiled and placed the plate on the kang (a heated brick bed). "Look, this is a nutritious postpartum meal that Brother Wenhua made for you. Come and try it, how does it taste?"
"Wow," Li Yali exclaimed in surprise, "How could you make so many dishes? This is too much! Can I eat all of this by myself?"
We can't blame her.
Although things have improved a lot at home recently, only Wang Tianxiao knows the truth. She only knows that her husband has made some money selling things, but she doesn't know how much he has earned.
Just over a month ago, she couldn't even afford enough food or oil for lamps. Now that she's living such a happy life, it's hard for her to completely change her mindset all at once.
“It’s okay, as long as you can eat, just eat,” Wang Tianxiao helped his wife open the lid of the chicken soup pot, and immediately a steaming aroma of chicken soup wafted out. “Your man may not have any other skills, but he can still provide for you.”
"Pfft, aren't you afraid of making me a big fatso?"
"What's the big deal? It's more comfortable to be chubby and have some flesh, while being skinny and bony is disgusting."
"Pah." Li Yali spat lightly, thinking to herself that the child was still right next to her, and this man had no morals left.
"You eat quickly. Fangwa, go to the kitchen with your dad to eat later. There's hot pot. Your mom can't enjoy it now. Let's go and have a good meal."
Wang Fang had been salivating at the aroma of her mother's cooking, but upon hearing this, she clapped her hands with delight.
"Come here, let me see my precious son."
"Be gentle, he just finished his milk and was sleeping. It was so hard to get him to sleep."
Wang Tianxiao wanted to kiss his son's round face, but after hearing Li Yali's words, he didn't dare to. He just looked closely at his little face and put a finger into Wang Peng's palm. The sleeping child immediately clenched his finger tightly with his little hand.
"Haha, look at him, he's even trying to grab me."
"My little brother even kissed me."
"Oh, so that means your little brother likes you, his older sister, more," Wang Tianxiao said with a smile.
"Of course, I'm very good to my younger brother."
"That's good," Wang Tianxiao patted his daughter's head and murmured, "That's good. When you grow up, you should take care of each other. Brothers and sisters should be close."
"I know, I would never be like you and Sanda."
"Fangwa, what are you saying? How can you talk to your dad like that? Mom doesn't like children who don't know manners." Li Yali gently scolded the child, afraid that her husband would be unhappy.
"Oh, I was wrong," Xiao Wangfang said, pouting.
Wang Tianxiao smiled wryly. Although his daughter was only three years old, she already understood the conflict between his brothers. He had thought she was too young to understand.
"Don't blame the child. It's the adults who didn't do a good job, and the child isn't wrong. Okay, Fangwa, come down and put on your shoes. Let's go eat over there."
He then said to his wife with a heart full of apology, "Since you can't leave the room right now, you'll have to eat here. There are a lot of people over there today, so I'll go and keep you company for a while. I can't stay with you."
Li Yali smiled gently, "Go on over there. You are the host here. How can a host stay inside with his wife and leave the guests standing on the side? We can't be impolite in our home."
His wife is always so understanding. They have been through thick and thin together for decades, and she has never been angry with him. No matter what life brings, she has always silently supported him, giving him the courage and strength to keep going.
In his previous life, he lamented that if he were to summarize his unremarkable life, there were only three things he could be proud of.
An ever-upright heart.
He married a kind, gentle, and virtuous wife.
They raised three outstanding and upright children.
Wang Tianxiao carried Wang Fang to the kitchen, where everything was already prepared.
This kitchen is no different from the kitchen in the pit courtyard. It is also a combination layout where the kang (heated brick bed) and the stove are connected. People in Qingcheng like to eat directly on the kang in winter.
It's warm and can accommodate a lot of people.
Lay a large oilcloth in the middle of the kang (heated brick bed) to insulate it from the heat and prevent soup and water from splashing onto the sheets and duvet cover.
A large wooden or enamel plate, round or square, is placed in the center of the oilcloth, and the dishes are placed on the plate. If there are too many guests, another ring of dishes may be placed directly on the oilcloth along the edge of the plate.
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