"Xia Xia, how do you feel? Do you feel like vomiting after eating?"

Qin Lixia put down her bowl and chopsticks, only to realize that she had finished a full bowl of rice and did not feel like vomiting at all.

"Mom, if you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about morning sickness. Now I not only don't feel like vomiting, I can even eat another bowl of rice."

"Very good!"

"You've been vomiting for so long and have already eaten a bowl of rice. Don't eat any more now. Eat something else later."

"I'll keep the kimchi Xiao Yu brought for you. During this period, you can eat kimchi with rice to get through the morning sickness. Then mom will make you some delicious food to nourish you."

"Thank you, Mom. I'm sorry for making you worry during this period."

"It's not customary for a family to say such things. Now you are the oldest person in the family. As long as you are well, we will all be well."

Fang Mei happily collected the dishes and her steps became much lighter as she entered the kitchen.

"Brother-in-law, it's getting late. I'd like to trouble you to help send Big Girl and the others back to the guesthouse."

It was getting dark, and if she went out alone, Uncle Zhao and Aunt Fang would definitely be worried, so it was better for her to let Zhao Heng go.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll call Xiaohai and Xiaoyue over and take them out for a walk."

Taking care of two kids is just an excuse.

The main reason was that he was a grown man and it was not convenient for him to walk with two female comrades. Although he knew they came for work, there were always some nosy people who liked to spread gossip, and he didn't want Xia Xia to think too much.

..........

"Aunt, grandma asked me to ask you to take a bath~"

"Are you done with your shower?"

"After I washed, grandma made some bubbles for me. They smell really good. Do you want to smell them?"

Zhao Xiaoyue threw herself into her arms, causing Song Fuyu to hug her sweet and soft body and hug her for a while.

"Xiaoyue, why are you so cute? You are the cutest baby."

"Hehe, I like my aunt the most."

"You little flatterer, let go of your aunt and let her take a shower."

"Mom, I'm not a flatterer. I'm telling the truth."

Xiaoyue pouted and protested to her mother, but still got off Song Fuyu obediently.

"Aunt, go take a shower. I'll wait for you in the room. We'll go to bed together later. Dad bought me a new storybook and I want you to read it to me."

"Okay, go to your room first, I'll come after I take a shower."

Here, Song Fuyu was enjoying the warmth of his family, but Yan Ziyuan in the staff quarters did not go home but went to Uncle Li's house for a meal.

"You kid, you're not used to your wife not being at home, are you?"

Yan Ziyuan ignored Li Yunhua's teasing and quickly shoveled rice into his mouth.

"Thinking back to the day when your Aunt Wu came back to her parents' home, I felt the same way."

"You should be more considerate of Xiaoyu. She is capable and busy at work. She has a lot of things to do every day. If you can do some housework yourself, you should help her take care of it. Don't let her do housework after work."

"I know."

"You have to know..."

"Okay, you're the only one who knows a lot, so hurry up and eat!"

Wu Hong picked up a piece of bamboo shoots and put it in his bowl, telling him to stop nagging.

"How dare you say that, Ziyuan? You don't care about anything else except work. I've never seen you do housework in all these years."

"I'm not..."

"Don't explain. From today on, I'll cook and you'll do the dishes!"

"I..."

"If you don't wash, I will go over and start a fight with Ziyuan and the others. As for your eating problem, figure it out yourself. If you want to eat in the cafeteria, go there. Don't count on me."

Li Yunhua really wanted to slap himself twice now. He thought that his muttering had hit his wife's sore spot. It was fine before, but now he was in trouble.

"I'll wash it. Can't I wash it?"

"After dinner, neither of you should do anything. I will clean the table and make sure it is tidy for you."

He had said this, and after the meal, Yan Ziyuan and Wu Hong really ignored him.

One of them sat on the sofa with a cup of tea, chatting leisurely.

"Wife~"

"Why? You want my help?"

"No, it's just..."

Having said so much just now, Li Yunhua couldn't say anything like he needed help. He gritted his teeth and took the dishes into the kitchen, fetched water and washed them.

"Your Uncle Li just loves to nag and be stubborn. After being a leader for a long time, he also loves to educate people."

"Ziyuan, come here, I have something to tell you."

"Don't pay attention to him, let him figure it out on his own."

"Ziyuan..."

"Uncle Li, if you have something to change, I'm leaving first. I need to go back to clean up the house and tidy up the room. This way, Xiaoyu will be very happy when he comes home and sees the house looking brand new."

"......"

Li Yunhua held the dishes to be washed in one hand and the dishcloth in the other, and was speechless.

It seems that he has to pack all these things by himself today.

Oh... I regret it...

After taking a shower, Song Fuyu went to Xiaoyue's room and saw her rolling around on the bed happily, looking so happy.

If there weren't any guardrails on the bed, she would have probably fallen off the bed because of her excitement.

"Aunt, come up quickly~"

"Don't roll over, or you'll break out in a sweat again."

Song Fuyu closed the door, took off his shoes and got on the bed.

"Aunt, I really don't want you to go back~"

"I want to sleep with you every day."

"What about your uncle?"

She had expressed this idea during the day. Every time she mentioned Yan Ziyuan, she felt a little at a loss and was still afraid of him.

"I...how about...how about letting my uncle go to grandma's house."

"Haha, you want your uncle to go home to find mom, right?"

"Yes, this way he will have someone to accompany him, and he won't be alone."

What she didn't say was that this way her uncle wouldn't come looking for her.

She was very afraid of him, and a little fierce.

"Your uncle is actually a very nice person. He told me last time that he likes you very much and thinks our Xiaoyue is very cute, like a little angel."

In fact, what Yan Ziyuan said was that he hoped to have a little girl as soft, cute and obedient as Xiaoyue, and it would be best if the girl looked like her so that he could see her growth process when she was a child.

"Really?"

"My uncle really said that?"

"My uncle really likes me?"

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, you can ask him next time you see him."

"I dare not. My uncle only smiles at you. I think he is a little scary."

"It's okay. With my aunt here, he won't dare to be mean to you."

"Then next time, aunt, can you accompany me to say hello?"

"Okay, I'll accompany you next time."

Song Fuyu took the storybook and read softly, and Xiaoyue fell asleep in a short while.

She actually didn't like children very much before, but after coming into contact with the two children of the Zhao family and getting married to Ziyuan, she was no longer so averse to having children.

Sometimes she even fantasizes about what her and Ziyuan's child will be like, whether they will be well-behaved and cute.