"Xiaoyue, where's your mother? Isn't she at home today?"

I didn’t see Sister Lixia in the factory just now, and I thought she came back early to help Aunt Fang with cooking.

"After Dad picked me and my brother up, he took Mom to see a doctor."

"Looking for a doctor? Is your mother sick?"

"No~"

Zhao Xiaoyue looked at her mysteriously, and wanted to say something but covered her mouth tightly.

"What's wrong? Can't you tell your aunt the secret?"

"Grandma said we can't tell you now."

Song Fuyu did not ask any further questions about this, but Xiaoyue soon couldn't help it.

"Aunt, come closer, I'll tell you, but you can't tell anyone else."

"Okay, I promise not to tell anyone. We can pinky promise."

The two of them childishly made a pinky promise and repeatedly assured that anyone who didn't keep their word would be a little dog.

"My mother is pregnant with a baby, and my grandmother said I will soon be a big sister. I am so happy, I am finally going to be a big sister."

"Shh!"

Xiaoyue's voice was getting louder and louder, and Song Fuyu quickly asked her to speak more quietly.

It looks like it hasn’t been more than three months, otherwise Aunt Fang wouldn’t have kept it a secret from them.

"Aunt, will you still like me after you have a baby?"

No matter how much Xiaoyue loves babies, she is still worried that she will lose the love of those around her.

"Of course, Xiaoyue is so cute. Even if we have a baby, both I and your parents and grandparents will still love you as much as before."

"After the baby is born, he will definitely be very happy to have such a smart and beautiful sister."

"Then Xiaoyue can teach the baby to read and draw, and you and your brother can play with him. You can do many things together and grow up together."

Xiaoyue listened to her comforting words and smiled happily.

"Very good."

"I will learn to write more from my brother in the future. When the baby grows up, I can be his little teacher and give him my toys to play with."

Song Fuyu smiled and touched her soft hair.

The two children of the Zhao family were both well-educated. They are well-behaved and sensible and never make a fuss.

It is completely different from when Song Zichi was a child.

Song Zichi would scream and throw things if something didn't go his way. When he saw the original owner's bullied sister, he would hit and kick her.

The original owner was Song Zichi's punching bag at the time, and he would beat her up if she disagreed with him. Once she resisted, Liu Qiaoyu and Song Xiuxiu would come to help, while Song Hao would pretend that nothing had happened and choose to be deaf and dumb.

Sometimes Song Fuyu felt that the original owner's strength was really wasted. Not to mention beating up a little brat like Song Zichi, even a man like Song Hao, who looked good but not good-looking, might not be her opponent if they really competed in strength.

Too bad she never really stood up to them...

When dinner was almost served, Zhao Heng came back from outside with Qin Lixia.

"Sister Lixia, long time no see."

"Xiao Yu, have you recovered?"

"Before my parents came back from Lu City, I wanted to take a leave to go to your place to take care of you, but who could have thought that there would suddenly be a restless little guy in my belly."

Qin Lixia looked at Song Fuyu's daughter, who was covering her mouth, and knew that she must have told her favorite aunt about her pregnancy.

Xiao Yu is one of our own. It’s okay to tell him. He will know sooner or later.

"I've been taking care of it for a while, and now I'm fine and in good health."

"How about you?"

"Your brother-in-law and I didn't expect to get pregnant suddenly. We always thought that two children were enough. But now that we are pregnant, it is fate and we will definitely give birth to the child."

"Maybe it's because I'm getting older. I've had really severe morning sickness lately, much more severe than when I was pregnant with Xiaohai and Xiaoyue. I can't eat at all. I vomit as soon as I eat."

Although she is old, she is actually only 32 years old. However, people of this generation generally give birth to children at an early age, so if she is over 30, she will naturally be regarded as an elderly mother.

"Xia Xia, are you okay?"

Hearing the voices in the living room, Fang Mei, wearing an apron, hurried out of the kitchen.

"Mom, it's okay, don't worry, the doctor said everything is fine."

"I'm glad you're okay."

"There must be a naughty little fellow in my belly."

Qin Lixia would vomit whenever she ate, and Fang Mei was extremely anxious. She tried every possible way and cooked different kinds of food every day, hoping that she would finish the meal without vomiting.

"Aunt Fang, the white bag I brought contains a few bottles of kimchi that I made myself. Sister Lixia has morning sickness, maybe eating some of that can help suppress the nausea a little."

The ingredients we brought were basically soaked in spiritual spring water before being cooked, which might have a certain inhibitory effect on morning sickness.

"Okay, I'll get a small plate and put some out. We've all been very worried about this recently."

Fang Mei packed the kimchi that Song Fuyu brought over, and then invited everyone to the table to eat.

"Come sit down and eat. These are just some home-cooked dishes. I hope you don't mind."

"Director Fang, please don't say that. It's already an honor for us that you can invite us to dinner."

"That's right, the dishes on the table are better than what we eat during festivals."

Liu Aihua and Wu Danniu looked at the chicken, bacon, and eggs on the table...all delicious dishes, and they wanted to benefit from following Fu Yu.

"Would you like some wine?"

"No, no, we can just drink water. Drinking alcohol will make you drunk."

"Aunt Fang, don't bother to greet them. Just sit down and eat together. Sister Big Girl and Sister Liu are not the kind of people who like to haggle over small matters. They are both easy to get along with."

"Yes, Fu Yu is right."

"Then you can eat whatever you like at home. Don't be polite. It's just like home."

"Okay, don't worry, we will."

After the polite exchanges, Song Fuyu placed the plate of kimchi in front of Qin Lixia.

"Sister Lixia, kimchi tastes sweet and sour. You can eat it with meat. If you feel nauseous, eat some kimchi to relieve the nausea. It may help."

Song Fuyu and the others were eating leisurely, while the Zhao family members would glance at Qin Lixia from time to time, fearing that she would go to the toilet to vomit soon after eating.

Seeing her eating like Song Fuyu said, taking a bite of meat, a bite of kimchi, and a bite of rice, and eating with relish, with no sign of vomiting at all, Zhao Heng was so excited that he almost wanted to cry.

My wife can finally eat.

He was extremely worried during this period. Looking at his wife's sunken cheeks, he felt very distressed, but he could not find any solution.