Zou Xiaorong's discomfort, Wan Ning saw it, she smelled the smell of gasoline all the way, she vomited when she got out of the car, and the bile was about to come out, when she was so pregnant that she didn't forget to accompany her husband home to see her in-laws every weekend, with this heart, Wan Ning felt that she should also make a big bowl of hot and sour noodles for her to eat.

"Sister-in-law, I'm not tired, I don't need to rest, you drink some warm water first, and I'll go to the kitchen to cook it for you."

Song Chenglin listened and said, "What, make me a bowl too, listening to what my sister-in-law said, I also want to eat sour." ”

Wan Ning nodded: "Okay!" "Anyway, one bowl is made, and two bowls are also made.

Although Song Chengyi was very reluctant to let her work so hard, it was also for the sake of the two little nephews: "I'll help you." ”

"No, your mother and Aunt Lu are in the kitchen, if you go again, you won't be able to turn away, you can chat with them here, I'll be fine for a while."

As soon as Song Guoqiang walked to the door, he heard an unfamiliar female voice, thinking that there was another guest at home?

As soon as Wan Ning turned around, she saw Song Guoqiang and said to him with a smile: "Hello uncle." ”

Song Guoqiang nodded: "Alas, good! ”

"Uncle, sit down first, I'll go to the kitchen."

After Wanning was gone, Song Guoqiang came back to his senses and asked his second son, "Okay?" ”

Song Chengyi nodded: "Well, it's okay!" ”

Song Guoqiang smiled and said, "Well, that's good!" ”

Although Mu Wanning was able to speak suddenly, she was no stranger to the people in this family, so it was natural to communicate with them in words.

came to the kitchen: "Aunt Qiao, Aunt Lu, do you still have sweet potato powder?" The sister-in-law and the second sister both want to eat hot and sour noodles. ”

Qiao Zhilan and Lu Yuhua said the same thing: "Can you speak?" ”

Wan Ning smiled: "Yes, okay." ”

Lu Yuhua is very happy, this girl looks so good, but she is a mute, even if Brother Yi likes her, it is estimated that Zhilan will have a pimple in her heart, and now she can speak, which is really a good thing.

Qiao Zhilan was also very happy: "Oh, how good is that, being able to speak, it's still much more convenient than writing, it's really good." What did you just say? Do you want sweet potato flour? Yes, I'll get it for you, these two children are really, they're about to eat, and they have to eat some snacks first. ”

"Aunt Qiao, pregnant women don't eat whatever they want, they can eat whenever they want."

"That's too, it's just that I'm going to work hard for you, and I'm going to go into the kitchen just after I get back."

"It's okay, Aunt Qiao, it's not hard." After finishing speaking, the evening lemon began to soak the sweet potato flour, and then served with the seasoning.

Lu Yuhua has been looking at her with a smile on the side, this daughter, the more she looks at it, the more she likes it, it's good to be a daughter-in-law to Brother Yi in the future, but I don't know when I will find out that Brother Yi, who has been worried about not being able to marry a daughter-in-law, has brought someone to her home.

They are not going to tell the truth, and Lu Yuhua is not willing to be the disgusting mouthy old lady, let the family see it for themselves.

Wan Ning's hot and sour noodles were ready, and Lu Yuhua went to the house, because Wan Ning had already taken over the work in her and Qiao Zhilan's hands and started cooking and stir-frying.

At the dinner table, two pregnant women who had eaten a bowl of hot and sour noodles couldn't help but eat some dishes and drink some soup.

Qiao Zhilan scooped a spoonful of meatballs into the bowl of Wan Ning: "Wan Ning, why didn't I see you picking up vegetables?" It's been a hard afternoon, so I'll eat more. ”

Wan Ning really followed Song Chengyi to buy a lot of snacks on the street in the afternoon, and now she is not hungry, but she has already put her in the bowl, so she has to continue: "Aunt Qiao, I'll just come by myself." ”