She rubbed the steamed bun's head and said softly, "Let's go, go and say a few words to Mr., let's go back." ”

"Hmm."

The steamed bun hummed softly, pulled her clothes tightly aggrievedly, and leaned his little head against her.

At this time, the courtyard door opened, and Mr. Liu looked at the steamed buns with a smile.

"This kid has been crying here several times. There are some good things in the village who joke with him that his father and mother don't want him anymore, and he really believes it, so he can't coax him. But I also know that I didn't run around when I stayed here. ”

"Sorry for the trouble."

Mr. Liu looked at the steamed bun kindly: "It's out of the way." I've always thought about what my granddaughter would be like when she was raised, but hehe, today is for me to experience it. ”

When Zhiyin heard him say this, she couldn't help but blush.

"Has Mr. Liu eaten? Why don't we cook for you here before we leave? ”

Mr. Liu waved his hand: "No, go back." The cook made it. I also ate some steamed buns. Hahaha, although it is crying, it does not affect the speed of the steak. ”

The steamed bun puffed out his cheeks and shyly plunged his head into her arms.

It's just impossible to see people.

"Well, we won't bother. See you tomorrow! ”

"Good!"

Originally, Qiu Mobai wanted to bring them back together, but the steamed bun kept grabbing Zhiyin's clothes and didn't let go at all.

He could only let Zhiyin go to the space to take the child, and go home with the bottle himself.

Zhiyin held the steamed bun here and made dinner with Mirage.

Mirage looked at him speechlessly: "Lao Tzu is gone, my son is here again, you two are so annoying!" ”

He looked at Zhiyin aggrievedly: "Then today I said that I would make something to eat!" ”

"That's no way, I was interrupted by Mrs. Huang! Tomorrow I will go to the vegetable market to buy you your favorite dishes. I'll make it up to you, I'm not going to break my word. ”

"Good! I want to eat braised pork, crispy pork ribs and beef! Any beef is fine! ”

At this time, Mantou raised his head and looked at Zhiyin aggrievedly: "Mother, Mantou wants to eat duck." ”

"Okay, I'll get you whatever you want to eat. Go buy it on the street tomorrow! ”

After she finished speaking, she took a bite on the face of the steamed bun.

Seeing that Mantou's mood eased a little, he put him on the edge of the stove and sat down.

She had just finished a small stir-fried pork when Qiu Mobai came in.

"Home, is the meal ready?"

"Come on, you can rest for a while."

"Hmm."

As he spoke, he went to the courtyard and wiped down the tables, chairs and benches, and sat down to wait for dinner.

When she rested at night, she leaned on Qiu Mobai's shoulder and whispered, "I promised to make mirages and steamed buns for them today, and I went back to the vegetable market to buy some." ”

"Okay."

He hugged his daughter-in-law tightly in his arms, and his eyes softened.

"Daughter-in-law."

"Huh?"

Weaving Yin answered softly, her voice seemed a little ethereal, and she felt like she was about to fall asleep.

"We're going to be together forever, right?"

"Of course."

"That'...... We're husband and wife, aren't we...... Should you have a child that belongs to both of you and me? Of course, steamed buns also hurt, but the children who belong to the two of us will also be special existence, right? ”

Qiu Mobai's ears were red at this time, and he always felt that his mouth was fighting.

He couldn't speak himself, and now he was even more clumsy.

However, he looked at Weave expectantly, trying to wait for her response.

But the man in his arms was already asleep.

Qiu Mobai sighed lightly: "That's it, I was busy just starting business, so let's wait for the birth of a child." ”

He swallowed heavily and held Zhiyin tightly in his arms, but he felt that he couldn't sleep this night.

The next day, they got up early.

When she sent the steamed buns to school, the steamed buns were still wrapped in her arms.

The child is not heavy, but the hand will still be sore after holding it for a long time.

She said softly to the steamed buns: "If my father and mother come back late, it must be because of a delay in business." When you open a store in the future, I'm afraid it will be busier, so you just stay with Mr. and wait for us, okay? Don't listen to outsiders. ”

"Hmm."

Mantou is in a good mood today, looking around, and responding in a brisk tone.

Sending the steamed buns to the school, the two of them went to the city.

Qiu Mobai went to tidy up the fish stall, and she walked around the vegetable market with a basket on her back.

First of all, I bought the ingredients for the children to eat, so that they would not be fresh after noon.

I bought some pork, usually the consumption of this meat is quite large, and there will be no deterioration if you store it in the space, and most importantly, they have a "refrigerator" in the space!

And the temperature is very low, and it is completely sterile.

Mirage wants to eat braised pork, pork ribs and beef, and steamed bun wants to eat duck.

Pork, ribs and beef stalls are available here, but the duck is sold by luck and others.

The butcher looked at her and said happily: "Girl, don't worry, if you see someone selling it in a while, I will let my boy call you!" ”

The butcher pointed to the little fat man playing next to him, who was completely a miniature version of him.

"Okay, thank you, big brother. What do you call it? ”

"My surname is Jiang, this is my child, my name is Dongdong. Dongdong, call my sister! ”

She took care of such a large business as the Jiang butcher today, and the Jiang butcher was also very enthusiastic about her.

Dongdong raised his head and looked at Zhiyin and shouted shyly, "Hello sister! ”

"Well, hello. I was at the fish stall, and someone was selling ducks for a while. ”

"Good!"

Dongdong happily agreed.

She returned to the stall and sold fish with Qiu Mobai.

Their family no longer sells fish soup, and business is not as hot as before.

This time there was no queue, and it was all normal to sell fish.

Ten were sold in one morning, and Dongdong ran over.

"Sister, my dad asked me to call you over. The duck seller is here! ”

"Oh, good!"

She hurriedly followed Dongdong to the place.

Sure enough, there was an old woman squatting next to the butcher stall selling ducks.

There are both big and small.

She walked over and asked about the price, but she didn't expect it to be on the high side.

Finding that she hesitated, the butcher hurriedly said: "Girl, don't worry, their ducks are all good, and we can all trust them." ”

He leaned his head over and whispered: "This family is not like other people's families, people who sell ducks will stuff a lot of grain in their mouths!" Although she is a little more expensive, she has bought a pressure scale. ”

Hearing Jiang Butcher say this, it really doesn't look like a lie.

"Okay, then pick one for me."

The old woman happily chose a fat one for her, weighed it, and weighed it, and it was more than sixty yuan.

She was just about to pay, when she saw the chicken and duck cubs crying crisply in the basket, she couldn't help but ask, "How do you sell these chickens and ducks?" ”

"One of the five texts!"

The old woman looked at her with a kind smile.

She couldn't help but stretch out her slap: "Five of the same!" ”