Chapter 21 Even if you're pregnant, you still have to work.
Xia Yutong slept a lot after becoming pregnant, and slept until noon the next day.
The sun was high in the sky. She had just gotten up when Su Yuanzheng returned from the fields, his white sneakers covered in a thick layer of mud, leaving muddy footprints with every step.
The person was busy in the kitchen, making a plate of desserts.
Xiaomi's mouth watered as she looked at it, "Uncle, I want one too..."
"Let your aunt eat first."
Su Qinglian was sweeping the yard at the door. "What's wrong with giving the child something to eat?"
"No, Tongtong eats first..."
Xiaomi stomped her foot unhappily, "Uncle, you don't like me anymore, you don't love me anymore, I'm going to talk to Auntie."
Don't go.
Afraid that she would wake Xia Yutong, Su Yuanzheng handed her a piece of pastry.
The freshly baked pastries were scalding hot. Xiao Mi held the pastries, moving them from one hand to the other, unable to hold them properly because of the heat, yet she couldn't bear to drop them.
"Mommy, Mommy!"
She shouted anxiously and ran towards Su Qinglian, but stumbled and fell to the ground. Her hands were still raised even as she landed.
"Mommy, wow..."
Su Qinglian hurriedly helped the man up, "Yuanzheng, can't you control the child?!"
Su Yuanzheng glanced at it and said, "It's okay, get up yourself. Your uncle will cook for your aunt again."
Xiaomi, who was crying loudly, suddenly quieted down upon hearing this.
Su Qinglian pulled the person up and patted the dust off her body with her hands, patting very hard.
With tears streaming down her face, Xiao Mi sobbed and blew on the pastry in her hand with her pink lips.
The person dropped the pastry and it was fine, clean and white. The millet was almost blown away, and after taking a bite, a piece of the pastry was missing, and a tooth mark was left.
Xiao Mi got a little bit of the pastry crust on her lips, took another bite, and got even more crust on her lips.
"Mmm, so delicious!"
Su Qinglian was both amused and exasperated. "Are you a reincarnated starving ghost?"
No one in the family knows how to make pastries except Su Yuanzheng.
Xia Yutong loves to eat pastries, desserts, and all sorts of random things, or foreign food, but she doesn't like to eat rice.
Even when faced with a lavish Chinese meal, she would only eat the vegetables and not the rice, eating until she was full.
To cheer her up, Su Yuanzheng specially learned how to make pastries. She hadn't had a good appetite these past few days, so he tried all sorts of ways to get her to eat more.
Su Qinglian felt sorry for her younger brother, who was so humble for a woman. She whispered, "You already have a child. You can't spoil him too much. How will you live in the future if you keep spoiling him?"
Su Yuanzheng didn't look at her. "You don't want to get involved?"
"I'm just worried about you. If you treat her well, she'll want you to treat her even better. That's how women are. You can't let her get used to it. You're a grown man, are you going to be revolving around her all the time?"
"So what?"
"If you stop doing your job, are you going to spoil her for the rest of her life? Can you?"
Yes, you can.
Su Qinglian frowned unhappily, thinking about her husband Liu Yaozong, who was struggling to make ends meet and support the whole family on his own.
Let's take a look at Su Yuanzheng.
She would be content if Liu Yaozong were half as good as her younger brother.
Su Qinglian cursed, "You're spineless."
Su Yuanzheng wasn't angry. "Aren't I trying my best?"
"you……"
"expedition……"
After sleeping for a long time, Xia Yutong felt dizzy and lightheaded.
She wore a long slip dress that reached her ankles, with a thin cardigan over it. The sleeves covered half of her hand, leaving only her palm visible. She walked down the wooden stairs, the hem of her dress trailing on the yellow wooden steps.
"Slower!"
Su Yuanzheng rushed over from a distance to support her, saying, "Slow down, Tongtong."
Su Qinglian's face was extremely pale, yet she also showed a hint of unease.
Could she have overheard?
Su Qinglian deliberately ignored her. Su Yuanzheng helped her sit on the sofa and went to the kitchen to pour her a glass of water.
The sofa in the Su family's house is made of yellow wood, which matches the overall style very well. Everything you touch is made of yellow wood. There are several sponge cushions under the seat cushions. Luo Caixia was worried that the sofa cushions would get dirty and be difficult to wash, so she put on a layer of ethnic-style sofa fabric.
Xia Yutong felt weak all over, and she rested one elbow on the armrest of the sofa.
Xiaomi moved closer to him, still blowing on the pastries, saying, "They smell so good, Auntie smells so good."
Xia Yutong joked with her, "Does the pastry smell better or your aunt smell better?"
"My aunt smells good, and the pastries smell good too."
Su Qinglian glanced at her and said, "When I was pregnant with Xiaomi, I also did housework. I did all the housework, and after I finished vomiting, I would continue working."
The original owner and Su Qinglian never got along well and had disliked each other since childhood.
Su Qinglian, taking advantage of being the eldest sister in the family, often told Su Yuanzheng not to be too nice to the original owner of the body.
Every time Su Yuanzheng was nice to her, Su Qinglian would get upset and would say openly, "I am your own sister. We were born of the same mother. She is an outsider."
Su Yuanzheng broke free from her hand. "Sister, let go of me, Tongtong is crying."
As she grew older, Su Qinglian could see Su Yuanzheng's feelings, but she preferred Chen Xinya to Su Yuanzheng and tried every means to speak well of Chen Xinya in front of Su Yuanzheng.
Su Yuanzheng made it clear that she should stop talking, and Su Qinglian finally gave up.
Presumably seeing that Su Yuanzheng was determined, Su Qinglian had also advised her, "Women, being beautiful is a gift from your parents, but living beautifully is your true ability. I have the utmost contempt for women who rely on marrying rich men to increase their status."
"You can't just look at economic conditions, you have to look at people too. If you stay with Yuanzheng, your life will definitely be better in the future."
Su Qinglian had advised the original owner in this way, but her words were like a gentle breeze blowing by while walking, to the original owner who was frantically pursuing material things at that time.
Su Qinglian didn't hear Xia Yutong speak, and then picked up the broom and pretended to sweep the dust off the already clean floor. "Xiaomi's dad also told me to rest well, but our Su family doesn't produce lazy people, so I'm very conscientious."
The implication was that even though she was pregnant, she couldn't just lie in bed all day; she also had to help with household chores.
“My parents are very understanding. They told me to rest more because I was pregnant, but I have my own requirements for myself.”
Su Qinglian got more and more excited as she spoke.
The implication is that her not doing any work means she has no standards for herself.
Indeed, every family has its own troubles. There are no wicked in-laws, but there is a sister-in-law who lives at her parents' house all year round... She is made to do more work even if she gets pregnant, both openly and secretly.
"Tongtong, drink some water."
Su Yuanzheng brought the water and placed it next to Xia Yutong.
Just as she was about to drink, Su Yuanzheng said, "It's not hot, but drink slowly. I don't think it's hot, but what if you think it is?"
Su Qinglian suppressed the eye-roll she was about to make. "There's no such thing as a precious person. Just because you're pregnant doesn't mean you have to act like anything special. When I was pregnant with Xiaomi, I still did all the work, and look at her, she was perfectly healthy and lively after she was born!"
Xia Yutong didn't speak. Su Yuanzheng looked at Xiao Mi, then at Su Qinglian, "If you like to do more, do more. The house is clean, so you can go outside and sweep the floor."
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