Yu Xiaoman and Hunzi have no other relatives, so they are particularly kind to the two children.
Zhao Xiaocao looked at the milk powder that Yu Xiaoman sent over and once tentatively asked if she should make some rice soup for the child?
Yu Xiaoman shook her head and said that milk powder is much more nutritious than rice soup, and she hopes her child will grow better.
Everyone understands this principle, but milk powder is expensive and hard to buy. Even in families with two working parents, many people are reluctant to spend the money.
Fortunately, Zhao Xiaocao was very reliable. She gave all the milk powder that Yu Xiaoman sent to Xiaozhu, and she and her family did not touch any of it.
Yu Xiaoman could tell from the fat on Xiaozhu's face that Zhao Xiaocao was really good to Xiaozhu.
Xiaozhu loves to drink milk powder, and Yu Xiaoman is even more reluctant to let her drink rice soup.
So no matter how expensive or hard to buy the milk powder was, the couple still let Xiao Zhu drink it.
Yu Xiaoman was making milk powder for Xiaozhu in the house. Hunzi went out to wash all the vegetables bought by Yu Xiaoman and then cooked a simple dinner.
Xiaodouzi is a bowl of egg noodles, while Yuxiaoman and Hunzi are both mixed noodles with corn tortillas.
Only after Xiaoman sat at the table did Hunzi and Xiaodouzi start eating noodles.
Yu Xiaoman found something wrong after taking two bites. There was some white noodles in her bowl, and she was about to give some to the hunzi.
The bastard moved his bowl to the side and said, "There are some noodles left over from making noodles for Xiaodouzi, so I'll put them in your bowl. There are more noodles in my bowl, so don't give me any."
In order to prevent Yu Xiaoman from picking up more noodles for him, Hunzi ate the noodles faster and almost poured them into his mouth.
"I won't pick up the noodles for you, so eat slowly." Yu Xiaoman reminded Hunzi, "Chew the noodles into pieces before swallowing."
After finishing a bowl of noodles, the bastard chuckled twice: "It's okay, I ate faster before."
He was talking about when he was in the army.
Yu Xiaoman wanted to get another bowl for Hunzi, but Hunzi stood up with the bowl in his hand and said, "I can get it myself, just eat quickly."
Yu Xiaoman was eating noodles and calculating how much salt to buy tomorrow. There were not many seasonings at home, and these were essential ingredients if he wanted to make delicious pickled vegetables.
Before it gets completely dark, Yu Xiaoman has to check all the vegetables that the gang has washed, picking out those with problems or dents.
After everything was done and they returned to the house, Yu Xiaoman blew on her lower back and the gangster immediately started to massage her.
"Are you feeling better?"
Yu Xiaoman nodded: "Much better, did Xiaozhu wake up just now?"
"Wake up. I've already prepared milk powder for him. You can sleep well and don't worry." Hunzi pulled Yu Xiaoman to bed and told her to go to sleep quickly.
Since giving birth to Xiaozhu, Yu Xiaoman's health has not been as good as before, and the gangster no longer bothers Yu Xiaoman as much as before.
When the gangster went to buy milk powder again, he asked the other party whether they would accept pickled vegetables.
The other party looked surprised and said, "If it tastes good, you can keep it."
The smile on the hunzi's face could not be hidden, and he kept nodding: "It tastes good, better than the pickles in the department store and the supply and marketing cooperative."
The other party had been dealing with Hunzi for half a year and knew that Hunzi was not the kind of person who talked nonsense, so he became interested.
"Okay, do you have any in stock? If you do, bring some over so we can try it. The price is negotiable."
Although pickled vegetables don't make much money, they can still be sold if they taste good.
He would sell anything as long as he could make money.
When the gangster heard that the other party was willing to sell pickled vegetables, the smile on his face became even more obvious.
No one who has eaten Yu Xiaoman has complained about the pickled vegetables he makes. He only worries about not having enough to buy, but never worries about not being able to sell them.
The two quickly reached a consensus and waited for Yu Xiaoman to bring the pickled vegetables over.
Yu Xiaoman wrote about this in the letter to Qi Huilan, and also said that if pickled vegetables could be sold in the capital, he would let Qi Huilan make and sell them.
When Qi Huilan received the letter, she thought about it and decided not to sell the pickled vegetables as Yu Xiaoman suggested.
On the one hand, it was because she had promised Yu Xiaoman that she would make the pickles only for herself. Now that she knew she could make money from pickling the vegetables, it would be bad to go back on her word.
On the other hand, Qi Mengmeng has to make cakes every day, and she has to take care of the children, so she is too busy.
Since Du Yuanyuan came, the number of cakes made by Qi Mengmeng has skyrocketed, twice as much as before. After making the cakes, Dingxiang and Du Yuanyuan take them to the market to sell, and they are almost sold out every day.
Dingxiang always smiled when she came to get the cake every day.
Du Yuanyuan worked even harder to help Qi Mengmeng make the cake, and her mental state was much better than at the beginning.
Time passed quickly and it was summer vacation. Gu Guizhi had something to do at the military academy, Qi Huilan returned to Andu, and Qi Mengmeng stayed to take care of the two children.
When Qi Huilan left, her face was full of worry.
"Mengmeng, can you take care of them both?"
"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of the two children."
"Mengmeng, you are busy making cakes every day, and the two children are running away now. How about I take them both back to Andu?"
...After repeating the same conversation many times, Qi Mengmeng felt helpless.
"I am their biological mother. I really won't abuse them. My biological mother, please get on the train quickly. Uncle Liu is waiting to pick you up."
If Qi Huilan hadn't remarried now, she would definitely keep Qi Huilan in the capital.
But ever since Qi Huilan married Liu Dajiang, they had been apart more often than together. She finally had the chance to spend the summer vacation with her, and she really couldn't bear to keep Qi Huilan.
When Qi Huilan heard Qi Mengmeng mention Liu Dajiang, she hesitated for a moment, and Qi Mengmeng pushed her onto the train.
"Mom, be careful on your way home and call me when you get home."
Qi Mengmeng waved to Qi Huilan, and soon the train started moving. She breathed a long sigh of relief.
If Qi Huilan regretted and refused to go back, she would feel sorry for Liu Dajiang.
After Qi Mengmeng sent Qi Huilan home, both children rushed over to her and said, "Mom, I missed you."
"Mom, is grandma gone?"
An An held Qi Mengmeng's hand, and Kang Kang hugged Qi Mengmeng's legs. It was such a sweet burden.
"Okay, I'll take you two inside to play. How can I walk if you hold me like this?"
Kang Kang then let go of Qi Mengmeng's legs and took Qi Mengmeng's other hand and walked into the house.
Zhang Meiling laughed at the scene beside her: "Luckily, Mengmeng, you only gave birth to two children."
If she had a few more children, the children would surround her and Qi Mengmeng wouldn’t be able to walk.
Qi Mengmeng also found it strange. She usually doesn't spend much time at home, and she also has to bake cakes, so she has very little time to spend with her two children. But the two children like to play with her very much.
As long as she has a little free time, the two children will pester her to play with them.
When Qi Huilan went out this time, she thought the two children would cry. However, the two children knew that Qi Huilan would only be back for two months, and that Qi Mengmeng would stay at home with them during these two months. The expressions on their faces immediately turned from gloomy to bright, which made Qi Huilan call it the power of blood.
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