Jiro really has a heart. Since Lan Niang is pregnant, she doesn't do any housework at home. I haven't even used a broom. Even if it was with a needle and thread, Erlang stared at it, and asked Lan Niang to get up and move around for a quarter of an hour. Don't bother too much with your eyes.

Eat, not to mention. Since they became married, their family's food is rice, white flour, and fine grain. Open meat two or three times a month. Meat with very good oil and water.

Now it's even more incredible. It's a bit pretty every day, and I have to stew a soup every other day. The stewed soup is not good, most of the time the bone broth changes the flavor every three or five times, and the soup is replaced with chicken soup and fish soup.

Life is really like the days of the gods.

The Song family lived close, and when he saw it really, he couldn't help but envy: "Your family leader can put you in the palm of your hand." In your current life, the people in the county are afraid that they can't do this. I used to think that you were in charge of spending lavishly. Now it's up to you to spend lavishly, but on you. It's so enviable. What a good man. ”

"Oh, it's good, it's just too expensive. The child has not yet been born, and if you eat it like this, you will have to live a hard life when the child is born. I told our family to let him save a little. He just wouldn't listen. Lan Niang smiled sweetly.

Song clapped his hands and said, "Your man is so good to you, you can be content." You're still too thin, so you can make up for it. Let's go all. But when I was pregnant, she didn't serve me like this. During my confinement, I always went to the field to cook and eat. On a hot day, it's hot to death. Fortunately, it is a hot day, and the water for washing diapers is not iceman. ”

Lan Niang smiled. She's not really bragging. During this time, the family was barely able to make ends meet, and they also spent a lot of money.

As soon as the cloth was cut, Erlang shouted outside the door: "Lan Niangle, it's time to eat." ”

Lan Niang smiled at the Song family, put down her things, made an appointment to come back in the afternoon, and went home for dinner. Song smacked his tongue when he saw it. Zhang Dalang pouted and pulled Song's sleeves, and made a fuss about having lunch.

Song glared and said, "Eat, eat, eat, eat a ghost." Now it's not a busy farm, what to eat three meals a day. If you're really hungry, go to the kitchen and grab one of the bud rice crackers that you haven't finished in the morning. ”

Zhang Dalang ran to the kitchen.

Song hurriedly taught: "You don't want to eat alone, take one for your sister too." ”

Seeing the two children holding the bud rice crackers, they ate boiling water and went out to play hand in hand. Song shook his head helplessly. Conditional who does not want to eat three meals a day. She's hungry too. But this season, it's better to save some food to eat until next autumn. Otherwise, if you don't take it, you will have to use the money to buy food.

Next door.

Mo Erlang brought Lan Niang a bowl of bone broth and asked Lan Niang to taste it first. The meal will have to wait a while before it can be eaten.

Lan Niang pursed her lips and smiled, "You can eat it too." While you're not busy right now, you can take good care of your body. Otherwise, every time my mother sees it, she says that you have lost weight. ”

"Pull it down. I'm a lot taller than I was before I got married, and I've grown meat. Erlang waved his hand indifferently.

Lan Niang drank a bowl of soup and said, "I said before that when the people who went to the dock come back, we will go to my mother's house." I'm pregnant now, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to you. I don't know how they're doing now. ”

"This matter, when the board comes back, we have to go into the mountains to receive the goods. Rush to the snowy mountains to go a few more times. Then I'm going to see your dad. You're just waiting for news at home. Next year, when the baby is born, let's go again. Erlang's mind turned.