When Chu Heng arrived at Sanliang Store, Ni Yinghong had already finished her lunch and was lazily leaning on a chair with a big belly, holding a juicy peach in her hand and gnawing on it.
Seeing her husband walk into the office, she sat up with great effort, took the lunch box on the table on her left, put it on her right, and gnawed on the peach while saying, "The rice I left for you will be waiting for you for a long time. I'm hungry."
If I can’t stand it anymore, I’ll eat it first.”
After Chu Heng said hello to Aunt Han, he pulled a stool over and sat at the table, explaining: "I went to the tailor shop and was delayed for a while."
As he said that, he picked up the kuaizi on the lunch box, opened the lunch box, and saw a few slices of fat and thin pork belly covered with a layer of yellow-orange scrambled eggs. He was so moved that he almost wiped away tears.
How much perseverance it takes to make Ni Yinghong, who is increasingly losing self-control in front of delicious food, leave such a few pieces of meat for him!
At this moment, this is no longer meat, this is all love!
At this time, Aunt Han on the side came over with a curious face and asked: "Speaking of Hengzi, the foreigner Yinghong told me about was willing to spend thousands to quickly make clothes. Is it true?
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"The real thing."
Chu Heng smiled and nodded, reached out to pick up the lunch box, and stuffed the food into his mouth hungrily. The food was delicious.
He felt the smell of his mother...
"Oh my God, if a set of clothes costs several thousand yuan, what kind of clothes should I get? It must be Fengguanxia Pei!" Aunt Han was speechless.
"It's similar to that."
Chu Heng thought it was troublesome, so he didn't explain much to her, and there were too many details in things like fashion and private customization. Even if he broke it apart and crushed it, Ni Yinghong would still understand it half-understood.
Aunt Han is also quite embarrassed.
So while eating like this, he casually talked to Aunt Han who was very curious about knowledge. In just five or six minutes, Yang Guizhi stuffed a box full of food into his stomach, and then used it again.
My wife poured some water into the enamel jar, wiped her mouth, helped Ni Yinghong out of Sanliang Store, and drove to Hu's house.
Hu Zhengwen's house was not far from Sanliang Store, and it took Chu Heng more than ten minutes to drive to the place.
After parking the car outside the courtyard, Chu Heng got out of the car first, then trotted to the passenger side and helped his wife out as if waiting for an old Buddha.
Ni Yinghong struggled helplessly: "Oh, there's no need for this. I've been working in the fields for eight or nine months."
"It's better to be careful."
Chu Heng refused to listen, and still stubbornly supported his wife, and walked to the back seat with her. After opening the car door and taking out the things he had prepared for the morning, the two of them walked slowly into the courtyard.
After a while, the young couple came outside the Hu family's house and saw Hu's mother squatting with a slumped face in front of the briquette stove by the window, making soup.
"Aunt Hu, what are you cooking for? I smelled the aroma as soon as I entered the hospital."
Chu Heng said hello with a smile.
"Aunt Hu." Ni Yinghong also called out with a smile. She would come to Hu's house to chat with Zhang Yi basically every month, and she was naturally familiar with Hu's mother.
"Hey, you two, why are you two still here?"
Mother Hu stood up quickly, with a smile on her face, and hurried towards them, shouting into the room: "Zhengwen, Chu Heng and Ying Hong are here."
While she was talking, the old lady came to Ni Yinghong, held her hand, looked at her round belly, and said with envy: "Yinghong is about to give birth, right? Looking at her shape, she is probably a boy!"
"There will be less than two months." Ni Yinghong touched her belly and arched her eyebrows, feeling that Aunt Hu's words were really nice.
But Chu Heng curled his lips and said: "Don't be a boy, I want a girl."
"What are you talking about?" Mother Hu glared at him and said, "What's so good about my daughter? She's just a loser raised by others."
"No, Aunt Hu, this is what others say, but it is wrong to say it in your mouth. Aren't you also a daughter?" Chu Heng looked over speechlessly.
"You are looking for a beating, aren't you? Dare you find fault with your Aunt Hu?" Mother Hu glared.
"Monitor, sister-in-law."
Chu Heng just said a few words, and Hu Zhengwen quickly walked out of the room, took the things in his hand with a smile on his face, and invited the couple into the room.
After Ni Yinghong entered the house, without even touching her buttocks on the stool, she eagerly entered the confinement room which was sealed airtight with the help of Aunt Hu.
Chu Heng, a grown man, couldn't get in, so he sat outside and chatted with Hu Zhengwen: "How does it feel to be a father?"
"Hey, that's good." Hu Zhengwen said with a naive smile: "I don't want to leave my daughter for a while now. Really, as soon as I see her, I don't even have the heart to go to work. All I can think about is that little guy.
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"Virtue!"
Chu Heng rolled his eyelids in confusion and said, "Hey, I think Aunt Hu still doesn't like your daughter? What should you do?"
Hu Zhengwen got angry when he mentioned this, and sighed: "What can I do? That's it. Maybe it will get better as time goes by."
"It's true Aunt Hu, my daughter and sons are all descendants of the old Hu family! In this age, sons are still favored over daughters, it's an old feudal society!" Chu Heng curled his lips and said.
"Who says it isn't?" Hu Zhengwen shook his head.
"Squeak!"
While the two were chatting, Mother Hu suddenly opened the door of the confinement room and walked out. She glared at the two idiots fiercely: "You two bastards are still lawless. How dare you set me up behind my back!"
The two guys were startled, and when they were about to run away, the old lady hurried past them and trotted outside.
"Wait until I finish cooking the soup and see if I don't slap you two!"
The old lady didn't like her granddaughter at all, but she didn't say anything to Zhang Yi. From the moment she gave birth to the child, she always prepared delicious food, such as crucian carp soup, pig's trotter soup, hen soup, etc.
Never stopped.
After being so frightened, Chu Heng and his two brothers did not dare to talk about this anymore, so they switched to talking about work matters.
Not long after, Mother Hu entered the confinement room carrying a steaming enamel plate, which contained freshly cooked chicken soup with a very rich aroma.
After a while.
Ni Yinghong suddenly came out of the house, holding a baby in her arms, and said to her husband with a bright smile: "Chu Heng, come and see, this child is really good."
"Let me see, let me see."
Chu Heng trotted over and looked at the baby in his wife's arms with a smile.
It's white and tender, the half-opened eyes are dark and bright, and the small mouth is making sucking movements. It's so cute.
"Give it to me, give it to me." He carefully took the child from his wife's hand. Looking at this juicy, tender little person, he almost wanted to starve him to death, so he said without thinking: "This child
From now on, I will be your daughter, no one can try to rob me, and I will deal with whoever robs her."
