After Zhou Shi knew that he was pregnant, he touched his lower abdomen in a daze, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll just say why I don't have energy these days." ”

She looked at Gao with a cautious smile: "It turned out to be the same as Huai Song'er at that time." ”

At that time, she often felt depressed and weak, and quarreled with Mo Yuanlin every day.

Seeing Zhou's nervousness, Gao's tone was calm, and he instructed them: "Since you have it, let your daughter-in-law do less heavy work, and eat better at ordinary times." ”

Zhou's belly is her own grandson, and even with it, her mustard for Zhou's has also dissipated a little, plus she has been keeping to herself for the past few days, Gao still hopes that she can change her way.

Neither Lu Ying nor Mo Jingchun told the Gao family about this afternoon's dispute, Mo Jingchun thought that since Mo He and Lu Ying didn't plan to say it, she wouldn't have to make trouble.

The Zhou family suddenly became the sweetheart of the family, except for those who ignored her and still ignored him, but the Gao family at least changed his attitude towards her.

Mo Yuanlin immediately killed an old hen and stewed soup for the Zhou family.

However, he encountered a tricky problem again, Mo Yuanlin only remembered that he was not very good at cooking after killing the chicken and plucking the feathers.

In the past, it was the Gao family, but now it is separated.

Gao didn't mind, and took the old hen in his hand: "Go and guard your daughter-in-law." ”

Mo Yuanlin was very embarrassed, and while handing the old hen over, he flattered: "Zhou Ru can't eat a whole chicken, and I will ask Chun'er and Yingying, you and Ah Mei to taste it later." ”

Gao Shi looked at him in surprise, and Mo Yuanlin said, "Zhou Ru won't be angry." ”

"You can think that your sister and Chun'er still have a conscience."

Gao nodded.

Mo Jingchun leaned on the window and quietly listened to the conversation between Gao and Mo Yuanlin for a while, and then climbed down the kang lightly, and heard Lu Ying say, "I'm not going." ”

Mo Jingchun understood what she meant, and echoed: "I don't drink either, and we also have chickens at home." "It's not uncommon for him to live.

Lu Ying doesn't talk much, and although the place is small to squeeze into this room with her, neither of them will feel noisy if they don't speak.

But Mo Jingchun is still a little unaccustomed, why? She thought, maybe Bo Qingshan and Mo Qinglin talked too much, she was used to it!

Taking a deep breath, Mo Jingchun got up, and then said, "I'll go to help grandma, will you go?" ”

Lu Ying shook her head and stuffed herself back into the quilt.

All right.

It's really more like a stuffy gourd than in her previous life.

Gao carefully clamped the chicken feathers again, and Mo Jingchun came in and said, "Grandma, I'll come, you can rest." ”

Gao had been hoeing in the field for an afternoon, but she had been in town for so long, and she couldn't help but see Gao work.

Gao thought for a while and said, "Then grandma is here to light the fire and talk to you." ”

"Okay."

Mo Jingchun skillfully tied his apron, picked up a kitchen knife, neatly cut off the chicken head, chicken buttocks and chicken feet, and took out the internal organs and excess chicken fat.

This set of skillful movements stunned Gao.

She had only eaten Mo Jingchun's cooking, and it was the first time she had seen her cook.

"Chun'er, don't you want any of these?" She was a little distressed, so wasteful.

"No, Grandma. Chicken soup, these are used with chicken fat to fry a plate of chicken offal, so that there is no waste, and there is no fishy smell in the soup. ”

When Gao heard this, he boasted: "My Chun'er is becoming more and more like a big chef." ”

Mo Jingchun said in her heart that she learned from the cook, and she didn't know if she could go to the restaurant to apply for a job in the future?

It seems that she has never seen a female chef, but in the restaurant where the shopkeeper is located, all the hard dishes are made by her.

She thought that it would be good if she could open a restaurant that big by herself, and when the time came, she would call Bo Qingshan, and she would be so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Then he felt that he was really idle, why should he be so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Chop the rest of the chicken into evenly sized pieces, leaving both legs and wings aside and stacking them on one side.

Cut a small piece of ginger and blanch the chicken with cooking wine, then start the pot again to make the soup, so that the soup is not so oily.

Soak a few dried shiitake mushrooms and throw them in, and after a while, the fragrance wafts outside the kitchen.

Mo Song didn't know where to go outside, so he didn't come back until the evening, and when he entered the door, he smelled such a fragrance and thought it was the smell of Mo Jingchun's house again, so he rushed to Zhou's house with a black face.

Zhou was talking to Mo Yuanlin, and he was stunned: "What's wrong?" ”

"Mother, I want to eat chicken too!"

"Eat, I'll kill the chicken for your mother, your milk is making soup, and you can eat meat in a while."

Mo Yuanlin was very happy and took care of Zhou's every move.

"Huh?" Mo Song turned his head to look at his mother, "Mother, what's wrong with you?" ”

"This stupid boy." Zhou covered his mouth and smiled.

Since she knew that she was pregnant, she was not so upset, and took Mo Song's hand very gently and put it on her stomach: "You have to have younger brothers and sisters." ”

"Huh?" Mo Song raised his voice, "Then, can I eat meat often?" ”

Zhou Shi smiled: "You kid, how do you know how to eat." ”

She was tired for a while, and leaned lazily on the back of the bed: "I don't know why I'm tired, I'll sleep for a while, and the head of the house will call me for a while." ”

Mo Song didn't think about Zhou's body at all, and he was full of happiness that he would be able to eat better in three days.

After the soup was boiled, I took a few sour chili peppers and fried the chicken offal.

Mo Jingchun said to Gao: "Grandma, I won't go over to eat." Our family has not been short of meat to eat recently, let the second aunt and Mo Song eat more, Lu Ying also told me just now that she was a little tired and went to bed first. ”

Gao hesitated: "Then you will take a bowl back?" ”

"No, you don't." Mo Jingchun raised his face and said with a smile, "Yingying is asleep, I really don't lack meat to eat." Grandma, Brother Bo's family has such good dishes every day. ”

Gao nodded after hearing this, Mo Jingchun was a cook in the Bo family, and she and Mo Qinglin were sent food every day when they were busy farming, and their food had improved a lot, and sometimes she was embarrassed.

Bo Qingshan only said that one or two people couldn't eat it all, and it would be a waste for them not to eat.

But Gao knows that how many people will not have this kindness even if they are wasted, which is too normal.

That's why I am grateful to Bo Qingshan.

Zhou took out two chicken legs, one gave it to Mo Song, and the other gritted her teeth and gave it to Mo Qinglin in the bowl, she smiled: "Qinglin, you eat legs with Song'er." ”

Gao glanced at Mo Qinglin, and Mo Qinglin obediently took it back, "No, second aunt, you are the one who wants to replenish your body, you can eat it, I will eat it like other meat." ”

Zhou wanted to say something, but was stopped by Gao: "You just eat, don't worry about others, it was originally a chicken that was killed for you." ”

Zhou was not modest, and when he took a big bite, the chicken was stewed, and it was really fragrant.

She drank a large bowl of soup, and she couldn't get enough of it. Turning her head to look at another plate of hot and sour chicken offal on the table, the sour and spicy aroma hooked her so much that she couldn't wait to eat it with a bowl of rice.

(End of chapter)