Lu Miao didn't want to go out, and Fu Jingyou certainly wouldn't force her out.

I moved a chair for her, put books and newspapers on the long table by the window, and poured hot water and put it aside.

After she sat down and looked at the book in a serious and serious manner, Fu Jingyou started to work on herself.

I cut a bamboo in the back of the backyard, dragged it to the front to split the side branches, and randomly picked up a few side branches and tied them into a small bundle on the bamboo pole.

Lu Miao was reading a book in the front room.

Fu Jingyou walked around the front and back of the house with bamboo poles, and wiped the dust and cobwebs in all corners of the eaves of the house.

After that, he swept the floor and wiped the table, and he didn't need Lu Miao to mention it inside and out, he cleaned it up.

At noon, he put the small table in the room, picked some fresh and tender vegetables from the backyard, washed them, and took them to the front room and put them on the table.

Zhang Luo asked Lu Miao to scald the side dishes by himself, while he sat upright on one side and peeled eggs for Lu Miao.

Lu Miao took a sip of some soup, and when she raised her eyes to look at him, there was a smile in her eyes:

"Fu Jingyou, the work you do now is all done by women, don't you feel aggrieved?"

Fu Jingyou gently took her hand and put the peeled egg, which was still steaming slightly, in the palm of her hand.

"Anyone can do the work, regardless of gender."

Lu Miao opened the egg, and the light yellow quickly squeezed into Fu Jingyou's bowl, Fu Jingyou couldn't stop it, straightened his waist and stared at her with a "tsk".

Lu Miao just couldn't see it, and bit the egg white by herself:

"But what you do, except for the old bachelor and the old widower, there is no master in the team who will do it seriously, won't you be embarrassed?"

Fu Jingyou shook his head, and after eating the light yellow she stuffed, he scooped a bowl of soup and drank it.

"They don't want it to be their business, I'm willing to do it, I just want you to rest."

Hearing the answer she wanted, Lu Miao bent her lips, smiled and said seriously:

"Then they say I'm a lazy woman."

"You're lazy, what's in their way? Whoever says it to your face, you will scold them back, scolding them for being incompetent. ”

As Fu Jingyou spoke, he stretched out his long arm and poured the slightly cold soup in Lu Miao's bowl into his bowl, and refilled the potbelly soup with the hot in the pot.

"Okay, let's eat first, and then we'll talk about it after eating."

He opened the damper under the stove a little wider, and inside the pot-bellied soup can, the stick bone broth quickly bubbled up.

He neatly put a chopsticks and small spinach into it, saw that the color was darker by one size, and hurriedly used the bowl all the way to Lu Miao's bowl before it was scalded and soft.

Seeing that Lu Miao had eaten too many times, Fu Jingyou gradually understood the way of some shabu-shabu.

Like this small spinach, it is fished out as soon as it changes color when it is shabu-shabu, and the taste is sweet, and the texture is still faintly crispy, which is the best time to eat.

Lu Miao buried her head in eating vegetables.

Seeing her focused, he couldn't help but laugh, and continued to scald the cabbage moss of the small cauliflower:

"Usually you can be lazy, but now you have a baby in your belly......"

Lu Miao looked up.

Fu Jingyou hurriedly changed his words:

"You have a small one in your stomach now, and it's not good to sit and lie down in general, but my aunt said that you should walk often, which is good for your health."

Lu Miao didn't speak when she ate, Fu Jingyou continued to look at her and said:

"They are elders and have given birth, so it must make sense to speak."

"Oh, I see! Eating, why do you keep talking about that? ”

Lu Miao hummed quietly.

"I didn't sit lying down all the time!"

Her emotions fluctuated during pregnancy, and Fu Jingyou didn't dare to really make her angry, so she quickly changed the topic with a smile:

"Okay, eat, eat first."

There was nothing to do in the afternoon, Fu Jingyou repaired the small vegetable patch that Lu Miao had made up in front of the door.

Lu Miao supported her waist with her hands beside him, moving her muscles and bones back and forth to eliminate food, and at the same time responding to her request to "move more".

In previous years, on Chinese New Year's Eve, the Fu family had only Fu Jingyou alone.

Fu Jingyou spent all his time at Shanghe's house, and came back after eating the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

This year, Fu Jingyou talked about this and asked Lu Miao's opinion.

Lu Miao said that she had lived at home.

When you are alone, two people are a companion.

It's not impossible to go to He's house.

But I always have to come back at night, and the cold pot and cold stove at home can't help but seem too lonely.

The Fu family hasn't been lively for so many years, and it's good that the two of them can be lively together.

Lu Miao babbled about her thoughts.

Fu Jingyou freed his hand and touched her flat lower abdomen, and said with a smile:

"Wrong, not two, now it's three."

Lu Miao was amused by his serious appearance:

"He's a little bigger? He doesn't count. ”

"Why doesn't it count? It's still small now, won't it be big in the future, won't this be long? ”

He had a big smile on his handsome face, and nervously leaned down to look at Lu Miao's stomach.

"I don't know if it's a son or a daughter? I've been thinking about names for a long time and don't have a clue, have you ever thought about it? ”

Lu Miao pondered for a moment, shook her head and asked, "What kind of seniority does the second sister-in-law say in the township, and what kind of generation does he have?" ”

Fu Jingyou pondered for a while and said:

"It should be a clear word."

What he said was extremely uncertain, Lu Miao didn't believe him a little, snorted, and said:

"Come on, I'd better ask my aunt first!"

The elders have an idea, so I'm sure I've chosen whatever I want to call them.

's own child, of course, Lu Miao also wants to choose her own name.

But like some of the people who defend the country and the people in this era, she really can't shout.

is also afraid that she will choose a name with her own ideas, Fu Jingyou and He Hongjin will not be able to accept it.

I have to wait to go back and ask what kind of generation it is, and see if I can give it a name with some depth and meaning.

Like Fu Jingyou, he should be from the Jingzi generation, just put up a word, and the name he shouts out is good.

Lu Miao was playing Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, and the next day's Chinese New Year's Eve would come soon.

They didn't plan to go to the He family's side, they were going to spend it at home.

But if people don't go over, things must be sent over there.

Lu Miao got up early in the morning and asked Fu Jingyou to catch two soft-shelled turtles and kill them.

After they were all cleaned, one was stewed in a pot-bellied soup pot and kept for their own Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

The other one is put in a soup pot with a slender belly and boiled in the stove.

At night, it was getting dark, and the soup was just ready.

Lu Miao asked Fu Jingyou to carry the soup can with a slender belly to the He family.

Under the kerosene lamp in the kitchen at home, she added soy sauce, chopped green onions, minced garlic, salt, and monosodium glutamate to the minced meat.

How can you have dumplings for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner?

After the dough was distributed in the afternoon and the filling was mixed, Lu Miao tried to roll out the dumpling skin.

The idea is beautiful, the reality is skinny.

Each small piece of dough that is torn off is rolled out into an irregular shape.

Oval shapes are all good.

Most of them are long and round with a tail, either thick here or thin there.