After arranging everything, Shen Zhihuan returned to the courtyard where she and Su Ziyu lived.
While Shen Zhihuan was taking a shower, Su Ziyu had already cleaned every corner of the bedroom with swift hands and feet, and had replaced the Simmons bed with clean sheets and quilt covers.
When Shen Zhihuan came out with wet hair, the window glass had been wiped clean by Su Ziyu until it looked as clean as when he had just installed it.
"Captain Su, stop dealing with these things. Go buy some vegetables first. I'll clean up these things tomorrow." Shen Zhihuan wiped his hair.
School will not start for a few days, so she has plenty of time to clean the house.
When it was just the two of them, they could make do with each other, but now with such a big family...
As soon as Shen Zhihuan finished speaking, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open.
Liu Cunyi came in carrying several bags of various sizes.
Then we went back and forth several times.
Rice, noodles, oil, vegetables, a large piece of pork belly that was neither fat nor lean, and a few pieces of pork ribs that looked pretty good.
"Sister-in-law, do you think you need anything?" Liu Cunyi placed the small bag of seasoning in his hand on the bluestone table.
Shen Zhihuan's eyes scanned the things in the net bag one by one.
Old ginger, peppercorns, chili sauce, garlic cloves, salt, pepper, star anise, fennel, cinnamon, bay leaves, angelica, perilla, mint, yellow gardenia, angelica, grass fruit, turmeric, amomum, galangal, cloves, cumin...
"Comrade Xiao Liu, can you cook?" Shen Zhihuan was stunned by the variety of spices in front of him.
She had only seen so many spices on the Internet.
When she came here, the ingredients she used the most were ginger, peppercorns, chili sauce, garlic cloves, salt and pepper.
Although there are not many seasonings, it is easier to taste the original flavor of the food.
"No." Liu Cunyi's cheeks blushed.
Cooking wild vegetable porridge and steaming multi-grain steamed bread shouldn’t be considered cooking, right? ?
"These... were all bought by you?" Su Ziyu glanced at the bluestone table and frowned slightly.
Although he was not very good at cooking, he could still tell which seasonings his wife used on a daily basis.
This extra...
"These spices were all bought by Political Commissar Yu." Liu Cunyi shook his head hurriedly.
When he bought it, he felt something was wrong, but the more Political Commissar Yu bought, the more excited he became...
He couldn't stop it.
"Who paid for these spices?" Shen Zhihuan just wanted to know this.
"It was given by Political Commissar Yu." Liu Cunyi said hurriedly.
"That's good!" Shen Zhihuan was relieved.
I wish someone could be the scapegoat!
"Sister-in-law, is there anything you need?" Liu Cunyi asked in a low voice.
Shen Zhihuan looked at the rice, noodles, and oil beside him...
"Wife, you go and have a rest first! I'll take care of these." Su Ziyu took the wet towel from his young wife's hand and put the dry towel in her hand.
Shen Zhihuan nodded, turned around and went back to the house.
She was really tired.
While Su Ziyu and Liu Cunyi were moving rice and noodles to the next yard, Shen Zhihuan locked the door and quickly ran into the resort's lounge. The hair dryer was next to the socket, and she quickly plugged it in, turning the wind and heat to the maximum...
As soon as her hair was dry, she unplugged the plug and rushed out of the resort without any delay.
Only after she opened the locked door could she help but let out a long sigh of relief.
Shen Zhihuan ruffled her fluffy short hair and just took off her shoes to go to bed to catch up on some sleep when Su Ziyu came in with a cup of milk at just the right temperature.
"Wife, drink the milk before you go to sleep."
"Captain Su, you should also take a shower and rest for a while. I will clean the house tomorrow." Shen Zhihuan took the milk and drank it in one gulp.
The placenta has not formed and the first trimester of pregnancy, when the embryo is unstable, has passed.
Doing some light housework is not a big deal.
"Wife, I'll take care of the housework. You just need to focus on your pregnancy." Su Ziyu's hand paused as he was turning the fan switch. He turned to look at his wife and said seriously.
Shen Zhihuan smiled helplessly, "Captain Su, my fetus is now stable..."
"Even if you're stable, you should have a good rest." Su Ziyu adjusted the angle of the electric fan to avoid blowing directly at his young wife.
"Captain Su..."
"Wife, your task now is to have a good rest." Su Ziyu held his young wife's hand, and his fingertips with thin calluses gently stroked the soft little hand in his palm.
He has no control over whether other pregnant women can work or not, and he has no interest in knowing, but his young wife must have a good rest and take good care of her body.
"Wife, I will listen to you on everything else, but you must listen to me on this matter." Su Ziyu insisted.
"Captain Su, there's no harm in moderate exercise." Shen Zhihuan looked at the stubborn man and rolled his eyes in his heart.
It sounds better when spoken than when sung.
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
I listen to her on everything else.
How many things at home are decided by her? ! "Wife, you don't have to work to exercise! You can take a walk in the yard..." Su Ziyu said in a submissive tone.
But he didn't let go of the one thing he should have done.
"I'm going to sleep." Shen Zhihuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with this bastard.
This is a stubborn person.
No matter what you say, he will do what he wants to do .
Looking at the room full of new furniture, Zhang Fengxia cursed them for being spendthrifts.
Four rooms, four sets of furniture, Simmons bed, tall cabinet, low cabinet, dressing table...
The sofa, coffee table, and TV cabinet in the living room...
"These two prodigal sons will take our family out to beg for food sooner or later." Zhang Fengxia snorted.
"Grandma, when I grow up I will earn money to support you and Second Aunt." Little Qiping gently tugged at the corner of Zhang Fengxia's clothes.
"Don't you support your mother?" Zhou Xiuqiao, who was washing vegetables by the well, teased him with a smile.
"Raised." Xiao Qiping nodded heavily.
As if afraid that Zhou Xiuqiao didn't understand, the little guy added, "When I grow up and make money, I will buy new dresses and White Rabbit candies for grandma, second aunt, and mother."
Su Lili, who was packing clothes in the next room, heard this and jumped out, "Xiao Qiping, you don't support your aunt?"
"...raised." Little Qiping frowned and thought for a long time before he replied with two words reluctantly.
"Does it take so long to think about raising me?" Su Lili asked with a look of resentment on her face.
Little Qiping blinked his eyes, his chubby little face looking very distressed.
He is only five years old...
"Son, when you grow up and make money, what will you buy to show your filial piety to your father?" Su Zijun also teased his son with a smile.
Xiao Qiping frowned and thought for a while, then his eyes suddenly lit up, "Bowl, Dad, I'll buy you a big bowl."
As he spoke, he gestured with his little fleshy arms.
"Big bowl?" Su Zijun looked puzzled.
"When you, grandpa and second uncle go begging for food, you can pretend to be more generous!" Little Qiping said seriously.
Su Changjiang: “…”
Is this ungrateful little bastard sure to be his Su family's offspring? Did someone replace him?!
Su Zijun: “…”
What a filial son!
He even knew to buy a big bowl for his father.
(End of this chapter)