Yue Zhongyao arrived home at noon the day after Qiao Mingjin came back.
When I came back, I was carrying a huge bunch of pork belly. It weighed more than ten kilograms.
Wu saw her outside the door and hurriedly rushed to grab it. She was so distressed that she kept saying: How much does this cost? It's a waste of money! What kind of meat can you eat if you don't have the integrity of the year? After eating pickles for so many years, there is nothing wrong with it.
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Carrying the piece of meat, she quickly walked into the kitchen, her eyes piercing Qiao Mingjin's direction several times. Xiao Wan'er was so frightened that she threw herself on Qiao Mingjin's lap, her eyes closed and she didn't dare to raise her head.
As soon as her daughter returned to her in-law's house, she looked timid again, and Qiao Mingjin sighed deeply helplessly.
The meat in Yue Zhongyao's hand was quickly snatched away by his mother, and he was stunned. Ignoring his mother's nagging, he turned around and saw Qiao Mingjin and her daughter. He was very happy, strode forward and asked: "Mother Jin, are you feeling better?"
Qiao Mingjin looked at the man in front of her. He was tall, with a strong waist, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face looked very manly. If he had put on a brocade robe, he might have been thought of as a young master from a wealthy family.
Qiao Mingjin sighed. Then she said calmly: "Everything is fine."
After saying that, she lowered her head to touch her daughter's hair. Wan'er raised her head from her mother's lap and glanced at Qiao Mingjin, who smiled at her.
Yue Zhongyao's eyes dimmed for a while. Jinniang's warm smile was not directed at him.
She calmed down her expression, reached out and picked up Wan'er, held it high, and said with a smile on her face: "Wan'er, do you miss dad? Dad is back, and he even brought meat to Wan'er.
Can you cook meat porridge for us Wan'er to drink tonight?"
As soon as Wan'er was picked up by Yue Zhongyao, she screamed in fright. She looked hard towards Qiao Mingjin and saw that her mother didn't move and only smiled at her. Then she turned to look at her father.
Two black grape-like eyes stared at Yue Zhongyao closely, his long eyelashes blinked, and his two small hands clung to Yue Zhongyao's arms. Yue Zhongyao's heart felt so soft.
His daughter's little body was not much heavier than that piece of meat, and Yue Zhongyao felt an unspeakable sourness in his heart.
When Xiao Wan'er heard her father talking about meat porridge, she just wanted to grin and nod, when Mrs. Wu came out of the kitchen with a basin containing the piece of meat, and a small bowl of salt in her hand.
After hearing what Yue Zhongyao said, he stared and shouted: "What kind of meat porridge should we eat? Can't we eat sweet potato porridge? Where do we think we are? Do you still want to eat dragon meat? This meat must be pickled. We can eat it when we have guests at home or during festivals."
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As soon as Xiao Wan'er heard Wu's voice, she immediately lay on Yue Zhongyao's shoulder and stopped moving. Yue Zhongyao looked at his obviously frightened daughter, frowned and said to his mother: "Mom, what's wrong with eating meat once?"
?Besides, the child is still young, how can he eat those whole grains like adults all the time? Besides, Jin Niang, this is just right, she still needs to make up for it."
On the other side, Mrs. Sun and Mr. Yu couldn't contain their joy when they saw Yue Laosan coming back with such a big piece of meat. But they hadn't eaten meat for a long time.
Last time they saw Qiao Mingjin eating meat porridge, which made them greedy. Even if she borrowed the child's mouth, Wu didn't cut off the remaining piece of meat and cook it.
Thinking that she would finally be able to eat meat this time, Wu wanted to marinate it again. She was secretly resentful in her heart. She really didn't know if it was because her brain was damaged or something, but whether it was more important for her to eat it or for those inexplicable things.
Is it important for guests to come?
The two of them also heard Yue Laosan say that the meat was for Qiao Mingjin to replenish her body and for Wan'er to eat. They thought so. She was the wife and daughter. How could they have thought of people like them? Their lips curled up involuntarily.
De Laogao, huh, you come from a poor family, why are you pretending to be noble?
When Mrs. Wu heard what Yue Laosan said, she was even more furious. She jumped up and said, "It's been a long time since your father and I smelled the smell of meat, and we haven't seen you talk about cutting a piece of meat for us two old people to have a taste."
! How can they eat meat at such a young age? My two grandsons haven’t even eaten it! Besides, how much does this piece of meat cost? It’s not even time to get pregnant, so where did you get the money?
Did you borrow it from someone else? Or was it someone on the street who paid filial piety?"
Let's say that since Yue Laosan became a policeman, he often visited small shops and stalls on the street and gave them some things sold by his own shops and stalls as a tribute to the policemen.
Firstly, it's to thank them for helping to maintain order, and secondly, it's to curry favor. Sometimes you can receive some small money from these people, and if you help them, there are other benefits.
Mrs. Wu would ask questions from time to time, fearing that Yue Laosan would keep these things secretly or give them to Qiao Mingjin, and even more worried that Qiao Mingjin would take these good things to honor her natal family.
Yue Zhongyao watched Qiao Mingjin come over to take his daughter and hug him, then turned around and the mother and daughter entered the room.
Then she frowned and said to Mrs. Wu: "Mom, what's wrong with the money I earn on my own, so I can give my daughter something good to eat? This meat was given by the butcher stall owner, otherwise I wouldn't be able to buy so much. That's right.
It's given by others and doesn't cost your own money. Mom, what else do you have to feel sorry for? Besides, Wan'er and Donggen are still young. If you suffer, you can't hurt the children. You can't always let the children eat those pickles and whole grains.
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Mrs. Sun and Mr. Yu nodded repeatedly and said from time to time that the children were pitiful. When they saw other children eating meat, their saliva would drip to the ground.
Yue Xiaoman also came to persuade. Mrs. Wu mumbled and cut a piece of meat as big as a palm and put it aside, saying that she would stir-fry it with vegetables at night.
Mrs. Sun looked at the big piece of meat, and she was very excited. There were thirteen people in the family, and this was not enough for each person. So she yelled at Mrs. Wu to cut more meat, but Ms. Wu scolded her several times.
Only then was he too discouraged to speak.
Yue Zhongyao entered the room and saw his wife and daughter having fun on the bed, and the corner of his mouth was raised. He walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, pinched Wan'er's skinny face, and said: "Wan'er
What are you playing with your mother, why don't you teach me some lessons?"
Xiao Wan'er turned her head and glanced at her mother, then at her father. She extended the pebbles in her hand to her father, spread her little hands and said in a sweet voice, "Pick up the pebbles."
"Oh, you picked up stones, how did you pick them up?" Yue Zhongyao asked, looking at a few small, smooth thumb-sized stones in his daughter's small hands.
When Xiao Wan'er heard this, a big smile appeared on her face. She stretched out her hand and scattered the pebbles on the bed. After catching one, she threw it up. When it fell, she grabbed another one on the bed and caught it.
The one I threw. But my little hand was still very clumsy and not flexible enough. The stones I threw upwards could never fall into my hands.
But he didn't show any anger at all. He picked it up and threw it away, repeating it back and forth.
Yue Zhongyao understood that his wife wanted to practice the flexibility of her child's fingers.
This game is good. Eyes, brains, and hands all need to be able to keep up. It can be played by one person, or even several children. It is very suitable for Wan'er.
Yue Zhongyao looked at Qiao Mingjin with admiration, but found that Qiao Mingjin didn't look at him at all, only looked at his daughter with a smile, and would encourage him with a word or two from time to time. After receiving the encouragement, his daughter became even more excited and played even more happily.
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Yue Zhongyao enjoyed this moment very much.
Accompanying his wife and children quietly, there is no battlefield of life and death, no wailing in the ears, and there are not so many annoying things in the county government...
At dinner, so that Qiao Mingjin could have a good meal, Yue Zhongyao took his daughter to the big table and sat down on it, and fed her daughter himself.
Wan'er was glared at by Mrs. Wu and was so frightened that she wanted to sneak away to find her mother.
Yue Zhongyao glared at her mother, held his daughter in front of him and sat on his lap, scooped out rice to feed her himself, picked several pieces of stewed meat and put it into his own bowl to feed his daughter. Wan'er turned her away.
I sent him several smiling faces, and I was very happy for a moment, and even more happy when I fed him.
He didn't pay any attention to the angry Wu next to him.
Qiao Mingjin watched his father and daughter while eating. Seeing that Yue Zhongyao was feeding him well and his daughter was obedient enough to be fed by her father, she let go.
It's just that there wasn't much food on their table, but Sun and Yu had already put it into their bowls and fed it to their children and their mouths. Qiao Mingjin didn't show any expression at all.
