After breakfast, the Su family started to get busy.

The brothers Su Zijun and Su Ziyu went to the town to buy vegetables.

Zhang Fengxia, Zhou Xiuqiao and Su Lili began to clean up the cured chicken, cured rabbit, sausages, side dishes and other things in the house.

Shen Zhihuan was dragged into the house by Xiao Qiping to teach him how to write.

By the time the two brothers Su Zijun and Su Ziyu came back from buying groceries, the little guy had already written from one to ten.

Seeing his father coming back, the little guy took the notebook and placed it in front of his father with a proud look on his face.

"Dad, look at what I wrote."

"What did you write? A cross?" Su Zijun teased him deliberately.

"What's the cross? This is ten, the ten of one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten." The little guy pouted.

The little guy's cute appearance made everyone laugh.

"So this is ten! My Su Qiping is really talented. He can even write ten." Su Zijun tried hard to hold back his laughter.

"Second Aunt said that after I have written one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, she will teach me how to write..."

Little Qiping scratched his head and thought for a long time but couldn't remember the number after ten. Seeing that everyone's attention was on him, the little guy turned his head away proudly, "I told you, but you still don't understand."

This made everyone laugh so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs.

Last night Su Ziyu told his young wife not to touch cold water. Today, all the chores such as washing and cutting vegetables fell on Su Lili and Zhou Xiuqiao, while Shen Zhihuan was responsible for cooking.

After last night, Shen Zhihuan's cooking skills were recognized by the whole family.

Because it is a family gathering, there is no need for so many fancy things. Just steam two dishes, roast two dishes, stir-fry two dishes, boil one dish, stew one dish, and mix one dish cold. Add three or two plates of cured meat, and you have a table full of delicious dishes.

Shen Zhihuan was quick and in no time he had put the steamed, stewed and roasted food into the pot.

As for boiled, fried, and cold dishes, it’s still in time to make them before the meal.

Shen Zhihuan had just washed her hands with warm water when hot milk was brought to her.

"Wife." Su Ziyu wanted to move over and give her a kiss, but there was a large group of people standing there in the yard.

"Has Xiao Qiping drunk it?" Shen Zhihuan took the enamel jar and held it in his hand.

In the coldest days of winter, if you put your hands outside, even if you don't touch cold water, your fingertips will still be frozen and stiff.

As soon as I touched the hot enamel pot, my fingertips immediately felt warm.

"He drank it, and then went to play with his cousin next door!" Zhou Xiuqiao said before Su Ziyu even opened his mouth.

Zhou Xiuqiao was 120% satisfied with this sister-in-law who was smart, capable, generous, and loved her son.

Wang Chunmei always liked to say in front of her that her mother-in-law was partial to her younger brother-in-law and his wife.

If she hadn't been concerned about her status as an elder, she would have really wanted to spit in her face.

She really thought she was the only smart person in the world.

Although her father-in-law was a branch secretary, his monthly salary was pitifully low.

How many work points can her mother-in-law earn as a woman working in the fields? Although her husband earns 30 yuan a month.

But the family expenses are also high! How can her parents-in-law favor her younger brother-in-law and his wife?

If her brother-in-law didn't send money every month, would her son be able to drink milk every day? Would they be able to eat meat twice a week? Could she occasionally give some money to her parents? "Zhihuan, drink your milk and go out with Ziyu! I'll take care of the rest of the work." Zhou Xiuqiao smiled brightly.

Before Shen Zhihuan could say anything, footsteps were heard at the gate of the courtyard.

"Second Aunt..."

Xiao Qiping, who was running in the front, rushed towards Shen Zhihuan.

Seeing the little guy rushing around, Su Ziyu was afraid that he would bump into Shen Zhihuan, so he quickly grabbed him into his arms.

Su Ziyong, who followed in, curled his lips when he saw Shen Zhihuan.

Shen Zhihuan looked away speechlessly.

It is true that a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse gives birth to a mouse that can dig holes.

When the original owner was engaged to Su Zijie, she didn't seem to have offended him. What does his behavior mean?

This is very Su Changhe and Wang Chunmei.

Not taking advantage means suffering a loss.

Nowadays, although most families are not rich, they still bring gifts when visiting relatives.

Not to mention the big and small bags, at least there should be something to cover up the ugliness! Even if it is just a few eggs, a few cabbages, or a few radishes, it is better than having nothing in your hands! Su Changhe and Wang Chunmei have no awareness of this at all.

He came here empty-handed, just like he usually comes to visit.

Nowadays, milk powder is pure natural and additive-free, and has a strong milk flavor.

Su Ziyong smelled it as soon as he entered the yard. He swallowed and wanted to ask for it, but Su Ziyu, the evil spirit, was here...

In the end, Su Ziyong, who had swallowed half a bellyful of saliva, did not dare to speak.

"His second uncle, second aunt, Zijie, Ziyong, and Xu Jiaojiao, please come and sit down." Zhang Fengxia greeted them warmly.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

As soon as they sat down, Xu Jiaojiao held her waist and looked at Shen Zhihuan. What she wanted to express was very clear: she was already pregnant with Su Zijie's child.

"Zhihuan, when did you come back?"

Seeing Xu Jiaojiao's actions, Su Zijie seemed a little embarrassed and fidgeted.

"Yesterday afternoon." Shen Zhihuan curled his lips.

They will be relatives in the future, and she doesn’t want to make it too ugly.

"It must be tiring to take such a long train ride," Xu Jiaojiao straightened her back, looking like she had a big belly.

"Not bad!" Shen Zhihuan suppressed his laughter and lowered his head to take a sip of milk.

People wear thick clothes in winter, and they wear big and loose coats on the outside, so even if they are a little bit pregnant, it won’t be visible.

If it were someone else, she would hunch her chest and stomach in to hide her pregnant belly.

She was just afraid that people wouldn't know that she was pregnant before marriage.

As they were talking, Zhang Fengxia came out with a few bags of melon seeds, peanuts, sweet potato slices and fried broad beans.

Shen Zhihuan stuffed most of the remaining milk in the enamel jar to Su Ziyu and was about to get the sweet potato slices.

"How much have you drunk?" Su Ziyu glanced at the milk in the enamel jar and frowned.

"I just drank a glass of brown sugar water after dinner, and now you want me to drink so much milk. I really can't drink it anymore." Shen Zhihuan begged for mercy.

He almost made her drunk like a buffalo.

"Take another sip." Su Ziyu fed it to her mouth.

When it comes to dietary supplements, this guy has a very tough attitude.

Xu Jiaojiao watched from the side and felt inexplicably sour in her heart.

Su Zijie had never been so nice to her.

Not to mention feeding her, he didn't even say a word.

She asked a question and he answered it.

If she didn't ask, he could go a whole day without speaking.

Wang Chunmei curled her lips secretly.

In broad daylight, they are so affectionate and have no sense of shame.

Shen Zhihuan couldn't resist and just lowered his head to respond perfunctorily.

"A big mouthful." Su Ziyu has spoken.

Shen Zhihuan opened his mouth slightly: "..."

Could this guy have the mind-reading ability described in the novels about rebirth and superpowers?

(End of this chapter)