The weather was so cold that it didn't get any warmer for the next month. Yang Donghu wore much more clothes than at this time last year. When it rained and was windy, he even took out his thick winter clothes and put them on.
Zhao Luochuan watched the weather and waited until Yang Donghu was well again after the first three months of his pregnancy. He also saw that Yang Donghu's appetite was better than before and he could even eat eggs. So he picked a few consecutive sunny days and went to the mountain again before it snowed.
I have spent much less time in the mountains this year than last year. I spent a lot of money in the first half of the year on getting married and buying things, and I almost didn't save any money. In the second half of the year, I haven't been up the mountain since I found out that Yang Donghu was pregnant. In previous years, when winter snowed and the prey hibernated, I couldn't catch anything in the mountains.
Zhao Luochuan thought about making one last trip to the mountain before the New Year to catch some prey and exchange it for money for the New Year. This year it was cold, so if he had any furs, he would not sell them but keep them at home as warm items for the winter.
As for next year when Yang Donghu is older and Zhu Cuilan will need him to marry her daughter-in-law, it would be the same if we go after the New Year.
Yang Donghu had always felt uncomfortable being separated from him, and her temper had become even more lawless after being pregnant for such a long time. Zhao Luochuan coaxed him by saying that this trip would be short and the last time this year, and he nodded in agreement listlessly.
His temper changed quickly, and after nodding in agreement reluctantly, he felt that he was being too pretentious. Zhu Cuilan knew about it and comforted him, saying that it was normal and that being pretentious when pregnant was not a big deal. Anyway, Zhao Luochuan was willing to go along with him.
Yang Donghu used to have severe dry heaves, but now he doesn’t find meat fishy. He can eat boiled or fried eggs, and the same goes for meat. He doesn’t have to drink only soup all day long.
In this way, Zhu Cuilan doesn't have to worry about it, and cooking is easier than before. She can also put an extra egg in when rolling noodles to nourish his body, and he can also enjoy the delicious steamed eggs drizzled with sesame oil in the morning.
Moreover, Yang Donghu now has a big appetite, and three meals a day is not enough. He needs to have an extra meal at noon and in the evening. There is also a lot of snacks at home, which are left for him to eat whenever he is hungry.
In just over ten days, Yang Donghu's skinny little face showed signs of gaining weight.
Her belly wasn't too noticeable now when she was wearing clothes, but when she took off her clothes at night, she could still see a slight bulge in her belly. Only then did she feel truly pregnant.
He seldom went out, so he taught Zhao Fangchu how to make the snacks that were needed, and Zhu Cuilan accompanied Zhao Fangchu.
In this way, Yang Donghu had to work less himself, and the more he worked, the more he got. He gave more money to Zhao Fangchu, which made Zhao Fangchu very happy. He also saved up a lot of money.
Zhu Cuilan didn't want his money, and Zhao Fangchu seemed to have grown up suddenly. He didn't spend money indiscriminately. Except for the fact that he was worried about his brother Dong being greedy, he would buy food and bring it back every time he went back to town. Otherwise, he didn't buy everything he saw like before.
It was time to go to town again today. Yang Donghu saw Zhao Fangchu and Zhu Cuilan off at the door and hid in the house to learn embroidery from the old lady.
Someone taught him specifically, and he learned quickly. He was still not very good at complicated things, but at least he had gotten good at embroidering flowers and plants, and his embroidery was showing initial results.
The bedding before the wedding was changed, washed and kept in the cabinet. The bedding had been used for a long time and was rarely used. Yang Donghu took apart the cotton inside and the quilt cover, and used the cotton to make hand warmers for the people at home to keep their hands warm in winter.
The hand cover is simple and does not require any embroidered patterns on it. Just sew it up and make sure the cotton does not leak out. In winter, add a hot water bottle filled with hot water and you don’t have to worry about your hands getting cold all winter.
Embroidery is tiring for the eyes and stressful for the mind. After Yang Donghu has been embroidering for a while, the old lady will pull him away to talk, or let him close his eyes and lie on the bed to sleep. Anyway, he can't embroider much in a day.
Zhu Cuilan and Zhao Fangchu were fine when they left, but when they came back, they both looked unwell.
Zhao Fangchu followed Zhu Cuilan into the house timidly, and ran out of the house on the pretext of giving Yang Donghu some money, and quickly found Yang Donghu to explain what happened in the town today.
It was an unfortunate coincidence that Zhao Fangchu ran into Yang Anchen in the restaurant today, who came to bring something to Zhang Baoyu. He couldn't control himself when he saw him, and chatted happily with him. Zhu Cuilan went to buy something somewhere else, and told him to settle the money and wait at the cart at the door.
Zhao Fangchu talked to Yang Anchen for a long time, and when he went out, Yang Anchen bought him some candy.
When Zhu Cuilan came back, she saw Zhao Fangchu and the other person talking and laughing at the door. How could that situation be hidden from Zhu Cuilan's eyes? When Zhao Fangchu turned around after Yang Anchen left, it was too late. Zhu Cuilan's face was so gloomy that Zhao Fangchu felt his heart pounding.
"My mother must be very angry. I dare not go back. Let me hide here, Brother Dong." Zhao Fangchu slumped on the table with a look of despair on his face, feeling very conflicted.
Yang Donghu knew that he could not hide this matter from Zhu Cuilan, but he did not expect to be caught in the act before Yang Anjin got married. Although the two of them did not hide anything but just talked in the street, anyone could see that their friendship was extraordinary.
Zhu Cuilan had always forbidden Zhao Fangchu from seeing other men privately. Now he was interacting with others under her nose without her knowledge. Of course she was angry. She was worried that others might hear her while walking, so she had been holding it in. Finally, she exploded during lunch.
The chicken soup noodles on the table were still bubbling with steam. Zhu Cuilan used a small stove to hold the noodles and placed a small stove underneath. The charcoal fire kept heating it slowly. After finishing the noodles, she could also blanch some cabbage.
Zhu Cuilan placed a chicken drumstick in Yang Donghu's bowl and spoke softly, "Eat quickly. Have more noodles later."
"Hey." Yang Donghu took the bowl and looked at Zhu Cuilan carefully. Seeing that she had added more rice to the old lady's plate, he was surprised that she didn't look angry as Zhao Fangchu said.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Fangchu had just sat down when Zhu Cuilan, who had been so pleasant just now, snorted coldly: "You're still sitting here? There's no food for you today."
Zhao Fangchu stood up feeling wronged. He didn't dare to talk back even though he made a mistake. He just stood there looking pitiful.
The old lady liked his lively personality and couldn't bear to see him look so pitiful. She couldn't help but say something: "It's cold, and Fang Chu has been running around all day. Even if there is something serious, you can't let the child not eat, right?"
Yang Donghu quickly nodded and pulled Zhao Fangchu to sit next to her. "Don't be angry, Auntie. It's not too late to teach him a lesson after dinner. The noodles will rot in the pot if you do. Auntie, I'll serve you some. Please sit down."
Yang Donghu took Zhu Cuilan's bowl, put several pieces of meat and a full bowl of noodles in it, and urged Zhu Cuilan to eat first.
Zhao Fangchu carefully looked at Zhu Cuilan's expression, and didn't dare to bother others. He took a spoon and added more rice himself. He only ate the noodles without touching the meat.
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