Fortunately, Xia Guoxiang is not here, otherwise grandma would be a little embarrassed to ask this.

Hearing what his grandma said, Zhang Junping's heart moved. He grabbed Qiu Wenyan's hand and pressed it with three fingers.

Hua Mai!

"Yanzi, congratulations, you are going to be a mother!" Zhang Junping also looked surprised and excited.

"I have a child! I have a child!" Zhang Junping murmured excitedly.

"Really or not?" Qiu Wenyan also looked surprised, but she couldn't believe her ears.

"Of course it's true! You still don't believe in my medical skills?

After my conditioning, your menstrual period is already on time. How many days are you late?

I also ignored it!

Grandma, the swallow is here!" Zhang Junping said loudly and excitedly.

"Okay, okay! Your old Zhang family is about to have a baby again.

Quickly help your wife go back and have a rest!" Grandma smiled so much that the wrinkles on her face blossomed.

"Congratulations, Master, Mistress! I wish Master Niang to give us a little junior brother." Li Wenjuan took Qiu Wenyan's arm and said pleasant words.

"Junior brothers and sisters are all the same. You go ahead and I'll come back later." Zhang Junping helped Qiu Wenyan back to the room.

He asked Qiu Wenyan to sit on a chair and took Qiu Wenyan's pulse carefully.

Counting the days, it should be the wedding night, when he hits the target, and then Qiu Wenyan's land is fertile enough for the seeds to thrive in it.

And not one seed sprouted, but two or maybe more seeds sprouted.

The date of application in the traditional wedding process is not a feudal superstition, but a science.

Let the woman choose the date herself, so that she can avoid the bride's menstrual period.

After all, running a red light on a wedding night was a very taboo thing in the past.

In addition, later scientific research has proven that when mood swings are relatively large, the chance of pregnancy is higher.

The woman can set a date during the ovulation period, which can increase the chance of pregnancy.

This is not a random fabrication. Although ancient Chinese medicine practitioners did not understand what ovulation was, they were able to calculate which time period was more likely to lead to pregnancy through the menstrual period.

The day when Zhang Junping and Qiu Wenyan got married happened to be Qiu Wenyan's ovulation period, so Zhang Junping was able to hit the big time.

Of course, this has a lot to do with Zhang Junping and Qiu Wenyan's good health.

"It's okay, you are in good health! In addition to not drinking medicinal wine, you don't have to eat anything you want. You can eat whatever you want.

However, you may have to suffer a little later." Zhang Junping said with a relieved smile.

"Don't be afraid of suffering. How can a woman not suffer when she gives birth to a child?" Qiu Wenyan touched her belly with a happy face.

"That's not what I mean by suffering. You should be pregnant with twins, so I said you will suffer a little later." Zhang Junping explained with a smile.

"Twins? Can you figure this out?"

"What's so rare about this? Hua Mai, double pulse, aren't they twins?

The main reason is that your family has good genes and carries the genetic genes of twins." Zhang Junping grabbed Qiu Wenyan's hand and stroked it gently.

Whether or not to have twins depends on the woman, and twins are also hereditary.

"Yes! When you say that, it seems true. My mother gave birth to twins Lingling and Longlong, and my grandma also gave birth to twins, my uncle." Qiu Wenyan said suddenly.

"Pingzi, I'm so lucky. Originally, the country required family planning, and I thought I could only give you one child, but I didn't expect that there were two at once.

No, I have to call my mother and tell her the good news." Qiu Wenyan stood up and went out to the study to make a phone call.

Zhang Junping is a division-level cadre. According to relevant regulations, he is qualified to install a telephone at home.

"Don't fight now, it's already this time, if our mother finds out, she will definitely come over, don't bother her.

Let's go back together tomorrow to tell our mother the good news." Zhang Junping stopped Qiu Wenyan with a smile and said.

"Yeah! That's right, let's talk about it tomorrow!" Qiu Wenyan thought that what Zhang Junping said made sense, so she stopped insisting and just kept touching her flat belly.

After appeasing Qiu Wenyan, Zhang Junping got up and went back to the backyard to continue making buns.

However, his rolling movements were much faster, revealing his excitement.

"Your grandpa and I have given birth to our great-grandson again." Grandma explained with joy on her face: "Pingzi, your wife has just become pregnant. You can't do anything else at night."

"Grandma, I know, you have forgotten that I know medical skills." Zhang Junping replied with a smile.

Li Wenjuan's face turned red when she heard this.

Perhaps seeing Li Wenjuan's embarrassment, grandma did not say anything else, but wrapped the buns quickly.

"Master, the pot is boiling!" Xia Guoxiang didn't know yet that with his skill in cooking the pot, he had two more junior brothers/junior sisters.

"Got it!" Zhang Junping stood up, picked up a pot of steamed buns, and walked into the kitchen.

The pot lid is a kitchen utensil made of sorghum stalks. It is very popular in the north and almost every household cannot do without it.

It's just that the names are different in different places. Some are called Gai Lian, some are called Guo Zhi, some are called Grate Lian, and some are called Double Grate. They are all the same thing.

It is used for making buns and steaming steamed buns. First put the raw ones on the pot lid, then take them to the kitchen and put them on the grate in the pot.

This is also used when making dumplings, and it has even become a measuring tool.

In rural areas, we often hear conversations like this: How many dumplings did your family make? Mine made two pots.

This kind of measurement is actually a disguised way of showing off wealth, which evolved slowly.

Before the 1980s, every family was not wealthy, so even if they ate dumplings during the Chinese New Year, they would only eat dumplings by the number.

So this kind of conversation about showing off wealth was derived.

The neighbor asked you how many dumplings your family made?

My family made fifty dumplings.

Who can make fifty dumplings for eight people in the family? It’s not nice to say it.

So I simply said: My family packs two pot lids.

When you say this, the force comes out.

How much is a pot lid? There are big and small pot lids. The big one can hold seventy or eighty pieces, and the small one can hold twenty or thirty pieces.

But I didn’t say how big the pot lid was, I just said that I covered two pot lids.

This can also be regarded as a kind of life wisdom.

Zhang Junping placed the buns one by one on the grate in the pot, and then closed the lid.

The lid of the pot that Zhang Junping holds the buns on is called a pot lid because it is really a pot lid. Before the 1970s and 1980s, its other functions were pot lids, basin lids, and cylinder lids.

It was not until later that aluminum pot lids and aluminum alloy pot lids came into being that they were replaced.

"Keep lighting the fire! When the pot boils, check the time. It will be ready in twenty minutes." Zhang Junping told Xia Guoxiang.

It only takes fifteen minutes to steam half of the buns, but the meat filling Zhang Junping uses is raw, so he deliberately adds five minutes more.

Even though steamed buns are not very eye-catching, they are actually recorded in history books.

As early as the "Shijiyuan" compiled by Gao Cheng of the Song Dynasty, there is a record of steamed buns: Zhuge Liang went to the south to paint human heads as a sacrifice.

This should be the earliest steamed bun.

In addition, "Qing Bailei Chao" compiled by Xu Ke at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China mentioned: The so-called steamed buns in the south are also fermented and steamed with crumbs and raised into a round shape, but they are actually steamed buns. Steamed buns existed in the Song Dynasty.

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In fact, I personally feel that Xu Ke’s paragraph is nonsense. During the Song Dynasty, steamed buns were already selling like hot cakes. There is a description of steamed buns with human meat and steamed buns stuffed with meat in "Water Margin". This is a well-known thing, and he is also mentioned in the book.

Specifically speaking.

This also proves that hydrology and rounding up the number of words are not an invention of later Internet writers. The ancients had already started to use hydrography and rounding up the number of words.

That's too far.

Zhang Junping left the kitchen, washed his hands, and continued rolling out the dough.

The three people worked together and quickly filled a large pot of stuffing into meat buns.

The wrapping is finished here, and the second pot over there has been cooked.

The steaming buns are filled with aroma.

Making bread not only smells good, tastes good, but also looks good.

Qiu Wenyan, who had just been vomiting because she couldn't stand the smell of shepherd's purse, had already taken a few steamed buns and ate them deliciously.

"It's good to be able to eat. When a woman is pregnant, it's a blessing to be able to eat!" Grandma said with a smile and narrowed her eyes.

"Swallows are blessed at first glance. They are much better than you. In the first few months, you vomited everything you ate, which made me very worried." My grandfather came back from fishing and said with a smile.

"Grandma, you can eat it too. This is the fruit of a day's work by our mothers." Zhang Junping took a bun for grandma and another for grandpa, "Grandpa, you should also try these meat buns."

"Okay, okay! This bun looks delicious." Grandpa smiled and took the bun.
Chapter completed!