Zhao Qian saw Liu Wen coming downstairs, "Xiaowen, are you awake?" ”

"How's it going to be yesterday?"

When the couple woke up today, they heard Song Bohua say that Liu Wen might have a child, which made Zhao Qian happy.

As a woman, knowing whether you have your own children or not, the mentality is completely different.

No matter how good Liu Wen is to the dumplings, they are always a little worse.

Although I wanted to ask more, Song Bohua mentioned it, saying that it was Song Boyang's own guess, and that Liu Wen might not know that she had a child.

Zhao Qian really doesn't understand, although she is suspicious, but why don't she mention Liu Wen, after all, she is the child's mother, knowing that she has a child, she will definitely be very careful, how many times better than they are staring at all the time.

But Song Bohua's words are also right, Liu Wen had a serious illness before, and she never thought that she would have a child now, and she used a lot of drugs before, and she didn't know if it would affect the child.

If there is an impact, even if you are reluctant to give birth to this child, you will still not let this child be born.

It's better not to mention these things to Li Wen now, and when the time comes, the child will be lost, at least not so sad.

Although she is ruthless, even if it is not her own child, as a mother, Zhao Qian knows the pain of the child's mother.

But when an unhealthy child is born, it is not responsible for the child.

Zhao Qian was in control and didn't keep staring at Liu Wen's stomach, but Liu Wen found out about her strange expression.

Liu Wen always felt that Zhao Qian was a little strange today, looking down at her clothes, there was no problem, and she was dressed quite neatly.

Forget it, if you can't figure out the reason, Liu Wen is too lazy to think about this problem, "Sister-in-law is good." ”

Greeted warmly, "I'm sorry for today. "To apologize, even if Song Boyang said that he had explained why she was late, but he could only be more sincere by explaining one or two things himself.

"It's fine." I heard Song Boyang explain why Liu Wen got up late, and now I heard Liu Wen apologize again, how could Zhao Qian be angry.

"Today, Xiaorui, they had lunch at NY and came back, what do you want to eat for lunch?"

"I can do it all." Of course, Liu Wen doesn't care, "If you can, I want to eat some green vegetables or green leafy vegetables." ”

After all, it's not domestic, and some things are not easy to buy, and even if they can be bought, the price should not be very cheap.

"Yes, you don't know, my aunt has opened a vegetable garden." Zhao Qian remembered that they had been visiting the garden yesterday, and they had forgotten to see the vegetable garden that Song Rui had specially carved out.

"My aunt has grown a lot of vegetables that are only available in China, just because the vegetables she wants to eat are either not available here in the beautiful country, or they are expensive."

"And the chickens here in this beautiful country are all very big chickens, and my aunt said that there is no taste, and the stewed chicken soup is not delicious."

"She deliberately changed the domestic Luhua chicken." Zhao Qian looked at Liu Wen expectantly, thinking that she should be surprised.

"Wow." Liu Wen was really surprised, and it was definitely not pretending, it was really surprised.

"And the chicken we ate?" Liu Wen feels that the chickens are all raised, and maybe the eggs are all self-produced and sold.

Zhao Qian nodded, indicating that it was like this, "Many Chinese over there in NY will drive to buy it." ”

"If it weren't for my aunt who didn't think about mass production, just to satisfy her appetite, she would be able to sell a lot of money with this."

Zhao Qian remembered the first time she saw Song Rui, and felt that the other party was a very elegant old lady, and she was worried that there was no way to chat.

As a result, I didn't expect my aunt to be really funny, and they also have the same hobby, which is to eat food and make food.

It's just that Zhao Qian didn't expect that in order to satisfy her appetite, someone could work so hard.

After listening to Zhao Qian's talk about how the chickens on the farm are raised, Liu Wen just wanted to say that this chicken must be very delicious, and it is definitely an authentic free-range chicken.

Now many chickens in China have been cultivated on a large scale, although it enriches everyone's table, but Liu Wen feels that such chicken is really not so delicious.

I feel that the chickens raised with feed bring some firewood to eat the chicken, but fortunately, Tanghai's farm also breeds a lot of chickens, which solves the big problem of eating chickens.

"I'll kill a chicken at noon today, and then I'll have chicken soup." Looking at Liu Wen's appearance, Zhao Qian just felt very familiar, wasn't it just a gluttonous look?

Since they are all chicken lovers, there is no need to be polite, just start with it.

"By the way, do you know, my aunt also said that a chicken soup is to boil the chicken soup on a high heat, and then stew it slowly, so that the chicken soup is delicious."

Liu Wen kept nodding on the side, this is the principle, but at this moment, she has only one idea in her mind.

That is, even if you don't count the old black father and son, there are four adults now, and five young men will come over soon, is one chicken enough?

You must know that when they are in China, they are a family of four, plus two nannies, at least three chickens each time, otherwise it will not be enough for everyone to eat.

Originally, the appetite for dumplings and meat buns was not small, but since they got older, their appetite has also gone up, and it is really easy to kill a chicken in one meal, and they can eat something else.

As for Liao Jian, let alone them, half the age of eating the poor man.

Zhao Qian thought about it wrong, usually there are five people in their family, and they all need two chickens, otherwise there will not be enough to eat.

There are nine people eating today, and their appetite for dumplings is not small, Zhao Qian thinks of their appetites for dumplings, they are really children with great appetites.

"Forget it, I'll kill five chickens and cook them in two pots." Although Song Rui's big iron pot is quite big, there is no way to cook five chickens at a time.

Especially if you have to add chicken soup or something, stew chicken soup stew chicken soup, although the chicken is delicious, but isn't the chicken soup important?

Five chickens, wow, Liu Wen sighed slightly, but there is no problem when she thinks about it, plus other dishes, it is estimated that five chickens should be enough.

As for the task of killing chickens, Liu Wen thought that Zhao Qian might call Song Bohua and wanted to say that she could also do it.

As a result, she didn't expect Zhao Qian, who was elegant in her eyes, to be a knife-upper.

Liu Wen gave a thumbs up to Zhao Qian, which was really extraordinary.

Zhao Qian was excited, "I won't be at first, in the past, Lao Song started in China, or Xiao Yang did it." ”

"As a result, after arriving here, Lao Song is busy, he goes out early and returns late every day, or he has to go to other places, what can I do?"

"You can't eat a chicken, you have to wait for him to come back."

"Although I can let Lao Hei help, I can't let people help me every time, it's better to ask for others than for myself, and I learned to kill chickens."

Zhao Qian said that she felt a little incredible, it was really something that she couldn't think about when she was in China.