Song Lao Er understood in an instant, no wonder he thought that this soup smelled good, why did he forget his mother's habit of liking the crab leg foam as MSG.

In previous years, when Song Lao Er was still at home, first, Aunt Song was reluctant to eat anything, even if there was food at home, she was reluctant to put it, and secondly, there was really nothing to eat at home in difficult years.

But every time Aunt Song cooks, the taste is surprisingly fresh, and the key point to improve freshness is in this seasoning.

Ground crab legs mixed with shiitake mushrooms, no matter how unpalatable the vegetable porridge, Aunt Song can make a delicious taste.

Jiang Xiaochi also understood in an instant, Uncle Zhao's reaction was right, although he didn't say anything or two, but the crab legs are cold, and they are definitely not good for fetal development.

It can be said that Aunt Song was poisoned, which really wronged others.

A ball, sprinkled on the edge of the kang, Jiang Xiaochi picked it up and put it in his mouth, and smiled awkwardly: "Don't say it, Mom's balls are so tender." ”

is not a stepmother, Jiang Xiaochi will also feel that Aunt Song really has no need to harm the child in her belly.

But Jiang Xiaochi didn't blame Song Lao Er's reaction at all, he really had a close connection with himself, and Song Lao Er could see it clearly what was going on in his head.

Jiang Xiaotang handed over the empty bowl from the barrier, and unexpectedly said: "Mom, it turns out that this is the taste of your cooking." ”

In fact, this sentence is the most hurtful, Jiang Xiaotang was kicked out of the house at how old he was, and he lived a life that was not as good as pigs and dogs when he was at home, so it was strange to remember the taste of Aunt Song's cooking.

Aunt Song couldn't help it, covered her mouth and ran out of the house crying.

Mrs. Zhang hurriedly said: "Second child, you go out and apologize to your mother." is a mother of his own, and he is not allowed to be so suspicious in the future. ”

Song Lao Er nodded embarrassedly, not looking at Jiang Xiaochi thoughtfully, and finally raised his legs and chased him out.

Jiang Xiaotang didn't say a word, and silently cleaned up the balls and vegetable leaves that had been sprinkled on the ground.

"Sister, you said, is the food cooked by your mother all delicious?"

Jiang Xiaochi was a little difficult to answer this sentence, and he said: "Sister is not as good as you, my mother will be gone after giving birth, and I don't know what my mother is like cooking." ”

Jiang Xiaotang didn't say a word, cleaned up the ground and returned to his small barrier.

Jiang Xiaochi was embarrassed, and when he waited for the New Year, he said that he had to build a new house, the space of the barrier gate was small, and it was stuffy for a long time, and good people had to get bored.

But no matter what, Uncle Zhao unexpectedly moved, Jiang Xiaochi said that Uncle Zhao couldn't be allowed to run away, and there were still big things waiting for Uncle Zhao to answer.

Jiang Xiaochi left a sentence that he was tired, closed the door and returned to the West House and began to start a soul dialogue with Uncle Zhao.

Jiang Xiaochi learned from Uncle Zhao's tone: "I never hold grudges, and I usually take revenge on the spot if I have a grudge." ”

Uncle Zhao was embarrassed: "You kid has learned badly, you dare to grab the uncle's words, it's too inauthentic!" ”

Jiang Xiaochi continued: "I'm not looking for you if I have nothing to do, but I want to find you for something today." ”

Uncle Zhao: "I am a system, not a jack of all trades." ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "Don't give me these useless things. Last time Niu Huahua was in trouble, I wanted you to help see if she was pregnant. But you're good, there's no movement at all, if you know in advance, can you be harder? ”

Uncle Zhao: "Then can you blame me for this?" Whoever told you to prepare the wine so good, I was drunk before two sips. From thirty drunk to now, if it weren't for the danger of the child in your belly, I couldn't have come over without sobering up. ”

Jiang Xiaochi Xin said: Yes! This time I complained, looking at the price, I have to thank people.

But there is still a serious thing that I haven't asked, and how many of them are still a mystery in my stomach.

At this time, what kind of machine is referred to is not as accurate as Uncle Zhao's pair of radar eyes.

Uncle Zhao was silent, he knew everything by himself, and he didn't expect Jiang Xiaochi to ask such an embarrassing question.

Jiang Xiaochi knew that his problem was a little embarrassing: "Uncle Zhao, you can help me see, how many are in my belly, is it a boy or a girl?" ”

Uncle Zhao was unhappy: "I'm not a B-ultrasound machine, how can I have that ability?" As the saying goes, when men and women are equal, both boys and girls are the same. As the saying goes, women can hold up half the sky, and women have no food and clothing without them. ”

The system is a bit poor, Jiang Xiaochi has the heart to make a report to the above and replace Lao Hu back.

Jiang Xiaochi: "You are not a universal system, plus open the eyes of the sky, what can't you see?" ”

Uncle Zhao: "Before Zhuge Liang came out of the mountain, he didn't ask for work experience, so why should I understand everything?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi coaxed, learning Uncle Zhao's tone and said, "God has arranged for you to live, if you want to know, tell me." ”

Uncle Zhao: "I'm a bull god and a ghost, why are you mentioning God to me?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi knew that his curiosity was a bit inauthentic, since he hadn't thought about having a baby, it wasn't a big mistake to know about it.

Jiang Xiaochi grinned: "Uncle Zhao, aren't you curious about how many I have in my stomach?" ”

Uncle Zhao: "It's still ...... And a few more...... Belch? ”

Uncle Zhao's tone was obviously wrong: "Xiao Chichi, hurry up and put your stomach on the right path, let Uncle Zhao see, how many fetuses do you have in your belly?" ”

Uncle Zhao was so chattering, Jiang Xiaochi was confused.

Good guys, how many are there, the bull gods and ghosts are really excited.

Jiang Xiaochi lay straight on the bed, and he didn't know where Uncle Zhao, whose body had escaped into the air, was studying his stomach.

Uncle Zhao: "Oops?!" Ah?! Ah! Ah! ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "Don't you ooze?!" , What is the situation in my belly, what kind of chatter you make, and it makes people feel at ease to raise a baby? ”

Uncle Zhao: "Don't move, you have to take care of this fetus." Xiao Chichi, what kind of fetus are you, how can you give birth to this? ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "Chi Zijing?" I was reborn, and I didn't go down to earth directly, what kind of thing was it before me! ”

Uncle Zhao: "That's because I misunderstood, I thought you were a snake spirit, a litter in your life!" ”

…… Belch?

Jiang Xiaochi was a little afraid to think about it, why did he still have a nest in his belly!

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Xiaochi was a little unexcited, what kind of belly did he have, he really gave birth to a litter of children.

Jiang Xiaochi was really impatient: "If you want to say it, say it quickly, don't say it, don't talk to me here." ”

Saying that, Jiang Xiaochi was about to get up, and Uncle Zhao hurriedly said: "Don't move yet, I'll show you again, are there boys or girls in the belly." ”

Emma! Just a few words used by Uncle Zhao to stir up Jiang Xiaochi's heart. It's still a boy or a girl, it's better to be more excited to be born one after another.

Uncle Zhao: "Oops?!" Ah?! Ah?! Ah?! ”

Jiang Xiaochi finally couldn't stand it anymore, as far as Uncle Zhao's traditional oral art was concerned, he didn't have the ability to bear it, and he couldn't bear it anymore.