Feng Yin looked at the little woman lightly, her eyes couldn't help narrowing, and her face couldn't help sinking: "You have a big belly, how do you wash the dishes?" ”

"Can't find any other work to do besides washing dishes?"

As he spoke, he looked at Hu's: "What are you doing here, wash the dishes for your sister-in-law." ”

Since the little woman wants to pretend to be virtuous, Feng Yin will help her.

Hu Shi hurriedly agreed: "Eh, good mother." ”

looked at Lin suspiciously.

Lin listened to his mother-in-law's words, and then came into contact with Hu's eyes, put away his careful thoughts with a little weakness, and hurriedly went out with the dishes.

Don't look at her with a big belly, she walks quite neatly.

Feng Yin put the soup in the pot into the soup pot, and looked at the back with a faint gaze.

I have to say that the longer the time passes, the more Feng Yin feels that Lin's mind is not simple.

If it weren't for the fact that she still had a small one in her belly, Feng Yin wouldn't mind letting her suffer a little and have a longer memory.

While washing the dishes and chopsticks, Hu quietly observed his mother-in-law.

found that she was staring at the concubine, and couldn't help but guess in her heart.

The little daughter-in-law opened her mouth after a little hesitation, and asked tentatively: "Mother, sister-in-law, this baby is about to be born, right?" ”

"Don't you know everything?"

Feng Yin's eyes were cold and glanced at her, "Why do you ask so much?" ”

Hu Shi smiled: "The daughter-in-law knows that her mother has already prepared the things that her sister-in-law used during childbirth, isn't this a little envious." ”

She remembered that when she was a good girl, the family didn't prepare anything, and she didn't want to invite one even to her biological mother-in-law, but her mother-in-law and sister-in-law helped her deliver the baby.

Feng Yin: "...... What is there to envy? When you have another child, your mother will still prepare it for you. ”

She also remembered the scene when Hu gave birth.

The tone of his voice couldn't help but soften: "Okay, hurry up and bring the bowl over, don't make everyone wait." ”

Outside, there were already voices of several sons discussing their studies, and it was obvious that everyone had finished their studies and were cleaning their hands.

Feng Yin took the lead out of the kitchen with a soup basin, and sure enough, she saw a few boys scattered in the yard.

"Mother, what are you eating today?"

Zhang Jingyu saw his mother come out with such a big pot of soup, and curiously came over to see the situation.

Feng Yin: "It's all in the kitchen, go and help serve the dishes." ”

"Okay."

Zhang Jingyu readily agreed and happily entered the kitchen.

"Mother, you have worked hard."

Zhang Jifan obediently shouted at Fengyin, "Fan'er also went to help." ”

"Go ahead."

Feng Yin looked at the children with satisfaction.

After her subtle teaching, the children of the Zhang family are no longer nerds who are not diligent and do not distinguish between grains and grains, which makes her feel a sense of accomplishment inexplicably.

"Wow, how did you cook so many dishes today?"

When Zhang Jingyu came to the kitchen, he saw the sumptuous dishes placed on the stone table, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Third brother, what's all the fuss about?"

Zhang Jifan followed up later, and when he heard the exclamation, he couldn't help laughing, "There are guests at home, and it's normal for my mother to cook more dishes." ”

"Impossible."

Zhang Jingyu looked at the sumptuous dishes in front of him and said, "Even if there are guests at home, there is no need to cook so much, so rich." ”

Zhang Jifan looked over and was also shocked by the sumptuous delicacies.

Having lived so big, this was the most sumptuous dish he had ever seen with his own eyes, and it was also the most fragrant dish he had ever smelled.

"You don't know, do you?"

Seeing them stay where they were, Hu couldn't help but smile and said, "This is specially prepared by my mother for the fourth brother." ”

As she spoke, she cleaned the dishes and chopsticks, stacked them and poured water.

"Why?"

Zhang Jingyu was not calm, nor was he in a hurry to serve the food, he stood there and looked at Hu Shi curiously, waiting for her to explain to herself.