, wonderful and free of pop-ups! He remembered that more than a month ago, he and Meier slept in separate rooms.
Because my mother and two sisters have said that doing too much of that kind of thing will cause a lot of damage to a man's body and will shorten his life.
Only then did he listen to his mother and two sisters and sleep in a separate room with Meier.
It was a bit hot that night, so he got up and went to the yard to cool off.
I happened to meet Meier who was returning from relieving herself in the toilet.
It was Mei'er who dragged him into the firewood shed, pressed him on the firewood pile and did something to him...
He was afraid that his parents would know about it, so they kept everything that night secret and did not dare to talk about it.
Could it be that that night left a seed?
Hehe, thinking about it this way, Wang Shuanzi also felt that he was so powerful!
Wang Shuanzi had no idea when Uncle Fu left or what instructions he gave.
He knew that his father and father-in-law would definitely remember it, so he could just ask them later.
This way.
Yang Ruoqing accompanied Yang Huazhong to send Uncle Fu back to the Tutu Temple.
On the way back, Yang Huazhong was very happy.
Yang Ruoqing can understand the man's mood.
Although Yang Huamei is a girl, she is so much younger than the man. She almost grew up watching the man.
This brother-sister relationship is deeply appreciated by men.
Now, the only girl is going to give birth to a nephew, and he is going to be an uncle. It is normal for a man to be happy.
After returning home, the lights in Tan's house were still bright, but everyone else had dispersed.
Yang Ruoqing went over and poked her head around. In the room, Mrs. Tan and Yang Huamei were sitting by the bed, mother and daughter talking in a low voice.
This is the first time Yang Ruoqing has seen Tan smile so brightly since she traveled here.
From last time, Yang Huamei had been working hard on a diet to lose weight in order to conceive a child.
This sister-in-law seems to have become more sensible.
I hope that this pregnancy will make her more mature in all aspects of her mind.
Yang Ruoqing smiled lightly and returned to the backyard.
As soon as I returned to the backyard, I saw the lights on in the kitchen.
Who is in the kitchen in the middle of the night?
Yang Ruoqing hurriedly entered the kitchen and took a look. Come on, it was Mr. Sun who was busy there.
The water in the pot is boiling, and a piece of milky white lard is floating in the boiling water.
Mrs. Sun held two eggs in each hand, and when she put them together, she was about to let the eggs hurt each other, but Yang Ruoqing stepped forward to stop her.
"Mom, what are you doing with poached eggs in the middle of the night?" she asked in confusion.
Mrs. Sun was startled for a moment, and then she smiled happily.
"No, your aunt is pregnant, and your mother asked me to get her some food." Mrs. Sun said.
Yang Ruoqing frowned.
"How can I eat when I'm vomiting like that?" she asked.
"Besides, before leaving, Uncle Fu repeatedly warned me that if the vomiting is serious, it's best for my sister to eat something light."
"Poached eggs with lard are difficult to digest and greasy, so don't do it!" she said.
After hearing this, Mrs. Sun felt that it made sense.
But he also looked embarrassed.
"But your milk is still waiting..." she said.
"Your sister-in-law has an empty stomach and it will be hard to live through the long night." She added.
Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and said, "Send a few pieces of soft pastry to my aunt to help her stomach. Let's eat something else tomorrow morning."
So, mother and daughter brought cakes to the front yard together.
When Mrs. Tan heard that it was pastry instead of poached eggs with lard, the smile on her face disappeared immediately.
"What's going on? Your sister is pregnant, so you, my sister-in-law, are so stingy with two poached eggs?"
Mr. Tan looked after Mr. Sun and scolded her head and face.
Yang Ruoqing said: "It's not that we are reluctant to part with those eggs, but we dare not disobey Uncle Fu's words."
"My aunt is in such a condition that she can't hold it in her stomach even if she eats eggs."
"My mother can't afford it if something happens to her later."
"So, starting from tomorrow, my aunt will eat and open a small stove."
"Either make milk for my sister-in-law by myself, or let my sister-in-law's mother-in-law do it for her."
"My mother and the others are busy cooking food for the men and delivering it to the men who are digging the canals. They have no time to take care of the pregnant women and cannot take care of them."
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's gibbering words, Tan's brows knitted together.
"You are just lazy, you don't really care about this..." said Tan.
Yang Ruoqing shrugged, not bothering to argue with Tan.
"Auntie, you should have a good rest. Let's go back to the backyard first." She said hello to Yang Huamei.
Yang Huamei smiled weakly at her and Mrs. Sun, and said, "Fortunately you didn't bring poached eggs. When I hear about poached eggs with lard, I feel like vomiting again."
Yang Ruoqing quickly said to Mrs. Tan, "What's going on, did you hear me?"
Tan curled his lips and turned away.
Yang Ruoqing then said to Yang Huamei: "Auntie, you can take care of the baby with peace of mind. I will open a small stove for you later. There will be no shortage of supplies."
Yang Huamei smiled gratefully: "Okay, then you and your third sister-in-law should go back and have a rest."
Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Sun returned to the backyard. On the way, Mrs. Sun couldn't help but praise her: "Your aunt, it seems she is really sensible!"
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "It's time to be sensible, I'm going to be a mother."
When she thought of something, she asked Sun again: "Mom, my aunt was vomiting like that before, why didn't you think about pregnancy?"
Sun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook her head.
"I myself have never experienced that. It's not just me. Your aunt, aunt, fourth aunt, and Aunt Guihua have not experienced that."
"Of course I didn't think about that at that time," she said.
Yang Ruoqing was surprised when she heard what Sun said.
"Mom, isn't it said that a woman has to vomit in the first three months of pregnancy? Why don't you guys?" she asked again.
Sun shook her head with a smile and raised her hand to stroke Yang Ruoqing's head.
"I don't know why this happens, maybe people have different temperaments!" she said.
"But having said that, when I was pregnant with you three siblings, I was extremely hungry every day."
"I can't even eat enough. In my dream, I'm digging sweet potatoes to eat. You said, how can I still vomit when I'm like this?"
Hearing Sun's words, Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly.
It makes sense.
So, vomiting is a delicate disease.
This was how the fifth aunt Bao Suyun lived back then.
Uncle Wu was in a restaurant in town at that time. He used to feed her with all the delicious food and didn't let her do any work.
But she had a long pregnancy, but it was still full of minor disasters. In the end, she gave birth prematurely, and the birth was even more heartbreaking.
And people like the Sun family, who were about to give birth at the last month of the month, could still carry two large buckets of dirty clothes to the pond to wash.
When you are pregnant with a child, the child also grows firmly in your belly.
When it was born, it was like a hen laying eggs, one by one.
So, sometimes what is said in books cannot be fully believed.
Natural selection, survival of the fittest.
"Qing'er, your aunt is pregnant, and you helped me push away the caretaker thing. Your grandma must have objections." Mrs. Sun continued.
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Whatever she wants!"
"My sister-in-law is squeamish when she looks pregnant and is not easy to take care of."
"Mom, sister-in-law, you should avoid this limelight."
