The three of them sat under the pavilion in the courtyard, with only a bowl of white porridge in front of the tree.
Old white, old white, no color at all.
She looked at the two people opposite her with a puzzled expression, picked up the porridge, and took a gentle spoonful.
Feng Jiuer and Xiao Yingying sat directly opposite the arbor, huddled together.
In front of the two of them, a variety of delicacies were piled up.
There are many styles and the colors are good, but if you look carefully, they are all bland food.
"Little Cherry, here's some shrimp, it's so delicious!"
"Jiu'er, I think mushrooms are also delicious. I'll give you one."
"This soup is not bad. I've been simmering it for an hour. Would you like a bowl?"
"Thank you, Jiu'er, um...it tastes really good, a little sweet!"
"Jiu'er, do you want this meat sauce steamed bun?
I'll get it for you."
"Okay, half for each person, one can't finish it all."
"Wow! What kind of meat is this?
It smells so good!”
"beef."
“The taste is just right! Not salty nor bland!”
"Of course, you don't want to see who did it."
"Jiu'er is great! As the saying goes, he can... be in the palace or in the kitchen."
"Isn't that what I taught you?"
"Yes... you can go to the hall and go to the kitchen! Jiu'er, where did you learn these words?
Even I still don’t know.”
"There are many things you don't know, learn slowly!"
Feng Jiuer and Little Cherry, you said something to me, you took a spoonful and I took a bite, they were eating happily.
With a "chop" sound, Qiao Mu placed the bowl heavily on the table.
“Who is going to have a baby now?
You guys eat so well! Why do I just drink porridge?
And it’s still meatless.”
Qiao Mu looked at Lao Bai Lao Bai's porridge, feeling pitiful.
Little Cherry stood up, walked over, and sat down.
"This porridge contains meat."
She glanced at Qiu, then raised her eyes and looked at Qiao Mu seriously.
"Jiu'er made it from the finest lean meat. She was worried that you would lose your appetite after seeing the meat, so she removed the meat."
"how?
Isn’t it delicious?”
Qiao Mu mumbled his lips and glanced at Little Cherry.
"I want to eat shrimp, I want to eat steamed buns with meat sauce, I want to eat that..." She stretched out her hand and pointed at the meat that Feng Jiuer picked up.
"what is this?
Jiu'er, can I eat it?"
"sure."
Feng Jiuer took the bowl and walked over.
"Try it. If you can eat it, I'll give it to you."
Qiao Mu hummed, picked up the bowl Feng Jiuer gave her, and took the chopsticks she handed to him.
She took one bite of meat and quickly took another bite.
Seeing this, Feng Jiuer and Little Cherry moved forward at the same time and looked at each other.
Little Cherry gave Feng Jiu'er a thumbs up, and at the same time, Feng Jiu'er also gave a "yes" gesture, and both of them showed victory smiles on their faces.
"Little Cherry, let's eat some shrimps. It's been a long time since I've had such fresh shrimps."
Feng Jiuer pretended not to care and returned to her seat.
Little Cherry also returned to her seat and sat down.
"There are not enough shrimps today, I..." "I will eat them even if I say so!"
Qiao Mu interrupted Little Cherry, "Didn't you hear?"
"Really?"
Feng Jiuer took the biggest one and shook it.
"Um."
Qiao Mu stretched out his hand.
Feng Jiuer stood up, picked up the peeled shrimp and handed it over.
"You go ahead and eat it first. Who let my little nephew be in your hands? Oh, no! It's in your belly."
"Jiu'er, what did you say?"
A steady voice came from outside.
Feng Jiu'er and Xiao Yingtao turned back, Qiao Mu raised his eyes and saw Feng Jiang arriving in a hurry.
Qiao Mu just glanced at Feng Jiang, then withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to eat.
"Little..." Little Cherry was about to say something when Feng Jiuer pulled her back.
"After you have finished speaking, what else can others say?
Fast food!"
"oh."
Little Cherry looked away and nodded.
When Fengjiang walked into the pavilion, the three women inside were all eating, as if they hadn't seen him come back.
He looked at Feng Jiu'er and Xiao Yingtao, then strode to Qiao Mu and sat down.
"Xiao Qiao."
Fengjiang rubbed Qiao Mu's head, "What's wrong?
Looking haggard?"
Feng Jiang's big palm came to touch Qiao Mu's forehead, and his eyes fell on Feng Jiu'er again.
"Jiu'er, you showed it to Xiao Qiao, right?
What's up with her?
What happened to your little nephew?"
Feng Jiuer took a sip of soup and raised her eyes.
"You better say it yourself."
Fengjiang frowned and looked back at Qiao Mu.
He held her hand with both hands and asked softly: "What's going on?
I've been away for a few days and you've lost weight."
"You're not at home, I have no appetite."
Qiao Mu glanced at him.
She ate two shrimps and pushed the bowl in front of Feng Jiang.
"This is Jiu'er's intention, you can eat it."
Qiao Mu raised his eyes and looked at Little Cherry.
Little Cherry was always paying attention to Qiao Mu, and as soon as she raised her eyes to look at herself, Little Cherry reacted.
“Qiao Mu, do you want to eat steamed buns with meat sauce?
Jiu'er also made these meat sauces himself, and this is the first time I have tasted such delicious meat sauce."
"Um."
Qiao Mu nodded, "Half first."
"Okay."
Little Cherry held the prepared half and walked over in two steps.
Qiao Mu took the steamed bun and smelled it before putting it in his mouth.
The three people at the same table looked at her for a moment.
It wasn't until she swallowed the bun that Feng Jiuer and Xiao Yingying breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Jiang raised his eyes again and looked at the two of them.
Little Cherry met his gaze and finally lowered her head.
"Mr. Xiao Jiang, I don't know, no, I know, but I won't tell you. You can ask Qiao Mu yourself."
Fengjiang knew that something must have happened, especially since he had something in mind, so of course he was even more anxious.
"Xiao Qiao, tell me, is it what I think?"
He took out a palm and placed it on Qiao Mu's lower abdomen.
"What?"
Qiao Mu pushed his hand away, "It's all your fault! It's you who made me lose my appetite for anything."
"It's all you! It made me vomit all over the floor today! It's all you!"
Qiao Mu put down the unfinished steamed buns in his hand and stared at Feng Jiang.
She vented her anger in one breath, took a few deep breaths, turned around, and grabbed the buns.
"Jiu'er said, I want to stay happy and not angry. For the sake of my children, I won't be angry anymore!"
"Our child."
Feng Jiang's big palms were trembling, "Xiao Qiao, you mean, our child really is here."
"Everyone said yes!"
Qiao Mu frowned.
Fengjiang reacted immediately and rubbed her wrinkled eyebrows distressedly.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, I won't ask anymore, are you delicious? Are you delicious?"
"Um."
Qiao Mu looked away with an aggrieved look, "Little Cherry, get me another half, it tastes good."
"Okay."
Don't be too happy, little cherry.
Now, nothing is more important than Qiao Mu having a good meal.
Fengjiang picked up Qiao Mu's leftover shrimps with a smile, picked up the chopsticks, picked one and put it in his mouth.
He enjoyed himself for a while and then raised his eyes.
"Jiu'er, can you predict when...Xiao Qiao will be born?"
