Thinking of malt milk essence, Jiang Xiaochi smashed his mouth, he really hadn't drunk it for many years, thinking that when he first had, the malt milk essence that Lao Hu had stolen was all drunk by her, and the little weight grew up.

Thinking of a little chubby pile and calling himself mom, I couldn't help but shudder in my heart.

Jiang Xiaochi smiled: "Don't worry, I still love to be fat when I play." When I go back, I'll ask my second child to get me a goat, and I'll make up for it if I have nothing to drink. It is better to keep the malt milk essence for my sister Yinhe, she is tired from work all day, and it is easy to replenish her physical strength by drinking some often. ”

Huang Yinhe saw that Jiang Xiaochi was still hanging on to himself in his heart, and his expression was a little proud: "I'll prescribe you some calcium tablets when I go back, and the child will have straight legs in the future, and his height can't be bad."

I'll take a look at what other pregnant women eat, and say that the children born to our girls have to be raised for nothing. ”

When Liu Yun heard "fat", she immediately dispelled this idea. But what is nutritious and not easy to get fat, Liu Yun is a little worried.

Huang Yinhe patted his chest: "Don't worry, there is still me." In the future, how our girl will protect the fetus will all be arranged on me. ”

No matter how Huang Yinhe is a doctor, he has never given birth, and Liu Yun is unreliable to look at the girl who is not in tune.

Niu Huahua: "The sheep is wrapped around me, and there is a goat with cubs at home, and before it is down, the milk is enough, just for the second sister-in-law." ”

Liu Yun: "That's a good feeling!" A sheep has a lot of money, this money can be paid by me, who is a big mother, maybe there is one of our old Huang family in the girl's belly. Drink more milk, and you can whiter. ”

Huang Yufen ate Liu Yun's set, thinking that Jiang Dalin would renew the incense to the Huang family, and Huang Yufen was excited with tears.

Jiang Xiaochi: When the original owner of "......" was alive, he was covered in jaundice.

The genetics are strong, and Jiang Xiaochi has no bottom in his heart about the child's skin color.

Song Lao Er's upper body: "The girl is white, and the child born must not be wrong." ”

It was originally a very good sentence, but it came out of Song Laoer's mouth, and it was estimated that it was a relationship of weakness, and Jiang Xiaochi felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it.

Pull the sweet potato away from him, Jiang Xiaochi pointed at the chopsticks, and Song Lao Er added chopsticks and sweet potatoes into Jiang Xiaochi's bowl.

Fortunately, the radish cake made by Liu Yun had Jiang Xiaochi's appetite, Jiang Xiaochi's chopsticks waved, and he was so frightened that others didn't dare to move their chopsticks on this plate of radish silk cakes.

Jiang Xiaochi was aggrieved when he ate, and said that he had to make up for the oil and water when he went home, and he would let himself eat rabbit vegetables in the Year of the Rabbit during the New Year.

Night, guest room. Liu Yun knew that the little couple must have something to say at night, and they could arrange Jiang Xiaochi and Song Lao Er together.

A bedside lamp illuminates the entire room, and two overlapping shadows sit next to each other, adding to the air.

Jiang Xiaochi nestled in Song Laoer's arms and found a comfortable position.

"This is going to be a mother?"

Song Lao Er: "It's all my credit." ”

Jiang Xiaochi chiseled a punch on Song Lao Er, but the strength was well controlled, soft, and Song Lao Er didn't feel any pain at all.

"You also said that you just got married and had children, what do you think about spreading it?"

"What do you think? After the Jiang family and the Huang family have it, I put up the pillars of your two families. ”

When Jiang Xiaochi thought that he had left the original owner, the guilt of occupying the original owner's body was reduced a lot.

Especially staring at the original owner's skin and enjoying the many treatments, this is a little reassuring.

Jiang Xiaochi flipped through the precautions for pregnant women given by Zhang Li in his hand, and there were two big ones on one head. In addition to Arabic numerals, there are also twenty-six English letters, and Jiang Xiaochi can't understand a word even when he reads Jiang Xiaochi.

This time, Jiang Xiaochi finally knew the hardship of not being educated, and estimated that Zhang Li knew that Song Lao Er knew English, so she lent the book to Jiang Xiaochi to study first.

Originally, Zhang Li wanted to translate it again and show it to Jiang Xiaochi, knowing that Song Laoer's English was good, she directly interpreted it to Jiang Xiaochi.

This saved Zhang Li trouble, not to mention, by the way, Jiang Xiaochi gave Zhang Li another entrepreneurial plan: Dekong and Song Lao Er teamed up to translate and publish this manual of precautions for pregnant women.

Stamp duty is a small matter, enriching the knowledge of pregnant women, and eugenics is still very important.

Especially in China, there is still a relative lack of research on this year, and there is no medical term that is difficult to master, with Huang Yinhe, a professional consultant, there can be no mistakes.

However, she was pregnant, and Jiang Xiaochi's idea of going to the capital with Liu Yun for a spin suddenly came to naught.

Dragging the family with cubs, when will I be able to enter the capital in the future, it is estimated that it will be a dream for a while.

In Liu Yun's words, what are the bones, and what are you running around?

If Song Lao Er is allowed to go alone, even if Jiang Xiaochi is willing, Song Lao Er is a sticky spirit, and he is willing not to leave Jiang Xiaochi alone to go out to wave.

The two of them didn't feel sleepy at all, starting from the children's clothes, from education to toys, and even the names Song Lao Er thought of several times: Jiang Wen, Jiang Wu, Jiang Shan, Jiang Yiyan......

Jiang Xiaochi was in a desperate mood, if his surname was Huang, the child was not allowed to be named: Huang Xiaoming, Huang Lei, Huang Shengyi, Huang Yali......

For Song Lao Er, Jiang Xiaochi is lost and regained, he is a husband and is about to become a father, all happiness comes too suddenly, and his brain is still dizzy like a pulp.

Wait until the next morning, if it weren't for the firecrackers outside, it is estimated that the two of them would not be able to get up from the bed.

The first time I got up late, it was at someone else's house, and the little couple looked at each other and smiled, both a little embarrassed.

This time, I said that nothing was done, and I guess someone can believe it.

There is such a big thing as a child, who is not excited.

There was a commotion downstairs, listening to the footsteps, Jiang Xiaochi knew that this was another person who came to pay New Year's greetings.

How can Huang Dahe also be a director, a big and small official, he has been promoted several times, and his level has gone up, but the director's name has still not changed. It's so convenient for the big guy to call it, and there's no need to brag about it.

Huang Dahe sometimes jokes to himself that he wants to stick to the position of director for the rest of his life.

Everyone had breakfast, and the millet porridge in the pot was still hot for the two who were lying in bed.

Huang Dahe's task today is to send Jiang Xiaochi back to the village, and the task of sending cattle and flowers back to Jidongyu was taken over by Tong Xi on his own initiative.

Tong Xi escorted the car, nominally to send cattle and flowers back to the village, but in fact, he was accompanied by Li Ru to collect soil samples.

When opening a village, Li Ru is a cadre in major matters, especially Jidongyu is blessed, Li Ru is more confident to do his job well.

Let Song Xiaosan go back to Sweetwater Village, of course Song Xiaosan is not happy.

After all, his parents are at a loss, if he doesn't go back and make amends, how will the flower girl's family look at themselves in the future.

Song Xiaosan looked at Song Lao Er a little embarrassed, and Song Lao Er understood: "Don't tell me about this, your second sister-in-law has to talk about everything in our family." ”

Song Xiaosan grinned: "Second sister-in-law, I'll borrow this time." ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "What's the matter, borrow it from me now, and plan to let the flowers marry over and pay it back for you in the future." ”

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