The heat of the fire kang burned, and the scorching temperature on the buttocks, spread all the way down the peripheral nerves to Jiang Xiaochi's whole body.

Aunt Song was like serving the confinement child, for fear that Jiang Xiaochi would freeze, so she covered Jiang Xiaochi with a quilt.

It was a little hot, Jiang Xiaochi awkwardly took off the quilt and covered his feet meaningfully, which was regarded as a kindness to Aunt Song.

"Second daughter-in-law, if there is anything else you want to eat, tell your mother, and your mother will cook it for you when she goes back."

Jiang Xiaochi felt that there was something wrong with his ears and he was hallucinating? The sun hits the west...... No, the sun is setting in the east, how can I hear that I am pregnant, and Aunt Song's attitude has taken a 180-degree turn.

Especially the cheap mother in front of her, she is used to choking and talking on weekdays, and she treats each other so politely that Jiang Xiaochi is still a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Xiaochi didn't squeak, Aunt Song knew that there were too many ditches and bumps in the past between the two families, and it was normal to step over for a while.

Aunt Song continued to shush and ask for warmth: "Sour, spicy, sweet, if you like anything, just tell your mother." ”

The rhythm is still a little off, and even Song Lao Er's face is cloudy on the side. Don't mention the mood, I finally want to be a father, but I really can't help my own mother to respond here.

Jiang Xiaochi moved his buttocks, which were about to be burned, with a helpless expression: "I just finished eating at noon, and my stomach is still full." ”

Mrs. Zhang looked at Jiang Xiaochi lovingly, and couldn't help but be satisfied.

Who doesn't look forward to the prosperity of the family and everything, it seems that the relationship between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law is still good, and her granddaughter, good things come in pairs, and life can go smoothly.

Aunt Song continued: "Why don't you go home with your mother for a few days, your aunt has never given birth, and I don't know what pregnant women like to eat." Mom gave birth to four, and Mom knows what a woman with a body is most proud of. ”

This sentence is a little embarrassing, it is better to not give birth than not to raise it, Jiang Xiaochi doesn't know where Aunt Song got her confidence.

Although Jiang Lanying was a little awkward to listen to the words from Aunt Song's mouth, after all, she was Jiang Xiaochi's mother-in-law, and the relationship between the two families was okay at the moment, so she couldn't interfere with it.

This concern came suddenly and deeply, and Jiang Xiaochi felt that he couldn't bear it.

Especially the child in the womb, where is Aunt Song's sudden care? Could it be the legendary next-generation parent?

Aunt Song sat awkwardly for a while, as if she had something in her heart and didn't dare to say it several times, and finally had to leave again.

Jiang Lanying was so awkward, she knew at a glance that Aunt Song was beating the child in her belly.

Song Lao Er packed the ticket: "Auntie, don't worry, I am the son-in-law of the Jiang family, my surname has been changed, and I have to help the girl hold up the portal if you say anything." One surname is Jiang, and the second surname is Huang! ”

Jiang Xiaochi didn't take Aunt Song seriously at all, not even a vignette.

On the contrary, Jiang Lanying should have been angry for a long time, afraid that Song Lao Er would listen to it, so she still muttered in a low voice: "The weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, and he didn't have a good heart." ”

Not long after Aunt Song left, the threshold of Jiang Xiaochi was like a line, Tian Hua came over for a while, the captain's daughter-in-law came over to send a few bundles of noodles, and after a while, Aunt Zhu came over to break her mouth.

After a while, the kind-hearted aunt and sister-in-law knew that Jiang Xiaochi was pregnant, but they sent a lot of noodles, eggs, and brown sugar.

Jiang Xiaochi stayed with guests all morning, but he felt more tired than working in the fields.

Jiang Lanying wanted to drive people directly, but they all came to congratulate her, and it was difficult to speak.

finally waited for everyone to leave, but who knew that Aunt Song came in with a pot of small cabbage balls and came in at the gate of the courtyard.

The big basin is covered with a small basin, and there is hot water sitting in the big basin, which is covered with a thick drawer curtain, for fear that the cold wind will blow cold, and Jiang Xiaochi will not be able to drink hot.

Through the drawer curtains, he could smell the freshness for a while, and Jiang Xiaochi couldn't help but swallow his saliva greedily.

This time, Jiang Xiaochi was completely blinded, her mother's love was deep, why didn't she expect the power of her next generation to be so great.

Especially this little cabbage balls seem to be Song Laoer's favorite dish.

Could it be that he deliberately did it for Song Lao Er by caring about himself? Thinking about it like this, Jiang Xiaochi had mixed feelings.

Aunt Song smiled all over her face: "When I was pregnant with my second child, this soup was the most gluttonous. But at that time, the family was poor, not to mention meat, and there was no cabbage in the cold winter......

When the second child was born, he was even more green and yellow, and he didn't have a good life at all. ”

Song Lao Er sought truth from facts: "Now I also love to eat this, and Bacheng is not hungry in my stomach." ”

Jiang Xiaochi glanced at Song Lao Er, and thought: What have you eaten in your mother's belly, even the heart and eyes are missing, you don't lack anything!

However, Mrs. Song's little cabbage balls are authentic, and the fragrance jumps for a while, tickling Jiang Xiaochi.

Jiang Xiaochi didn't have time to listen to their mother's slander, obviously interested in the dishes in the pot.

Aunt Song looked satisfied: "Let's just say that the girl loves to eat, when I do it, this heart is still up and down." ”

…… Belch? The enthusiasm is still a little excessive.

You can't put a fetal pill in the soup!

As soon as this idea began, Jiang Xiaochi felt that this idea was quite reliable.

It is said that it is a weasel who gives New Year's greetings to chickens, so it is impossible to be kind.

The child in his womb is surnamed Jiang, and it has nothing to do with their old Song family.

But the taste of the little cabbage balls is really attractive, Jiang Xiaochi called Uncle Zhao several times to no avail, and couldn't help scolding in his heart: Could it be that this guy is on the Spring Festival holiday?

The cabbage is green and shiny floating on the bowl noodles, and the meatballs are crystal clear.

Knowing that Jiang Xiaochi was interested in soup, Aunt Song's eyes lit up and she sent the soup bowl forward.

Obviously, Jiang Xiaochi was a little overwhelmed and overzealous, and Jiang Xiaochi was still a little afraid to do so.

Jiang Xiaochi looked embarrassed, and finally opened his mouth: "It's a little unappetizing." ”

The light in Aunt Song's eyes dimmed instantly, and Jiang Xiaochi was a little unbearable: "Mom, why don't you let it go for a while, and then eat when I'm hungry." ”

Suddenly calling someone else's mother, Jiang Xiaochi was awkward. Especially this mother, she doesn't seem to be a mother yet.

If Aunt Song has a cold face, it is estimated that Jiang Xiaochi can call Aunt directly.

But people are showing goodwill, Jiang Xiaochi thinks that he can't slap the elders' faces during the New Year!

Aunt Song looked motherly: "Girl, otherwise, you can take a small sip first, Mom's pills can be used for a long time...... Mom tasted it when she came out of the pot, and she said it tenderly. ”

Jiang Xiaochi looked at Aunt Song's motherly love, and Jiang Xiaochi, who was too tactful, didn't seem to be able to say it, always feeling that Aunt Song was like a different person.

Especially Song Lao Shuo seemed to have stuffed Song Lao Er with twenty yuan in the hospital, which was weird from beginning to end.

Song Lao Er saw that Jiang Xiaochi was embarrassed, and snatched the soup bowl: "The girl has no appetite, I'll taste it for her." ”

Aunt Song's expression was a little stunned, but she still subconsciously handed the soup bowl to Song Lao Er.

Song Lao Er cooed, and he didn't use a spoon, one or two large bowls of vegetables and meatballs.

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