In the kitchen, Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing were discussing what to cook for noon.

"All the vegetarian dishes are in this basket. Now I have meat dishes and I don't know which ones to prepare." Wang Cuilian said.

Yang Ruoqing took a look at the ingredients in front of her. The vegetarian dishes were almost there, but the key was that the only meat dishes were the two kilograms of pork belly brought by Zhou Wang.

"Qing'er, I'll go to the backyard to catch a chicken and kill it. What do you think?" Wang Cuilian asked.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and said: "Killing and roasting chickens is a bit troublesome. How about this? Auntie, you can burn these two kilograms of pork belly, and I will go to the fish pond to catch some fish."

"The meat dishes are just fish and meat. The portion is enough to go with the wine. When the chicken comes back, grab a big live one and let cousin Zhou Wang take it back when he leaves."

"Either braise it or stew it in soup. Let him and Xiaohuan discuss it themselves. What do you think, aunt?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Wang Cuilian nodded cheerfully, "Well, that's a good idea. Let's leave it at that. I'll cut the meat first."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Then I'll go catch fish."

Picking up the fishing bag and bucket, Yang Ruoqing came to the fish pond.

I caught a large catfish weighing nearly three kilograms, a wild catfish with two rare whiskers.

Then, she also caught more than half a catty of small hairy fish.

I returned to Lao Luo's house happily. I slaughtered the catfish and cooked it with spicy pepper later.

Stir the hairy fish with wheat flour, add two eggs into it, and fry it in a pan. It's fragrant and crispy.

We made wine, cooked rice, and stewed egg custard for the two children.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law cooked lunch quickly and went to call Tuoba Xian and the two children over.

The table was set up and everyone had a delicious meal around the table.

"Uncle, I've eaten this meal and it's time for me to go back. Xiaohuan and the child are worried at home."

As soon as he put down his chopsticks, Zhou Wang stood up and left.

Blacksmith Luo wanted to keep his nephew for more conversation, but considering his nephew's wife and Xiao Maomao, Blacksmith Luo suppressed his words of persuasion.

"Okay, okay, you might as well do it earlier."

He said, and then called Wang Cuilian, who was cleaning the dishes in the kitchen, "Cuilian, Wang'er is going back, where are the things?"

"Come on, come on!"

Wang Cuilian ran over quickly, grabbing a big hen with feet and wings tied in one hand, and a snakeskin bag in the other.

There was half a bag of stuff inside the snakeskin bag, and the mouth was tied with straw.

"Wang'er, there's nothing good. This is the new rice harvest this year. Your uncle pounded the rice himself. It's very clean."

"Take it back and make rice soup for Xiaohuan and the baby. It will be nourishing." Wang Cuilian said.

Zhou Wang waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, last time when Xiaohuan gave birth to a baby, my uncle and aunt you went over to give gifts to the Nine Dynasties, and there was still half of the rice you brought!"

"That was early rice last time, and this is late rice. You should bring both of them." Blacksmith Luo said.

He came over and handed the rice bag and the old hen into Zhou Wang's hands.

"The child is young, so Xiaohuan needs to concentrate on taking care of her. You can't go to the dock in the county to unload goods. If you do some part-time work at home in the past six months, your income will definitely not be good."

"Take this rice with you. If you don't have enough to eat later, come back and get it."

"When the child is older and you go out to do work, I won't give you rice. Bring it with you and go back quickly. Don't wait any longer." Blacksmith Luo pushed Zhou Wang toward the door.

Zhou Wang had no idea. He looked at the heavy things in his hands and was so moved that he couldn't say a word.

Yang Ruoqing also came over, holding a bundle roll in her hand.

"Brother Zhou Wang, I picked up some clothes and diapers from the baby's childhood. Don't mind it, take them back too."

"When the rain and snow close the door in the second half of the year, I won't be able to change clothes and diapers, so I might as well make do with these," she said.

Zhou Wang's eyes lit up when he saw the bundle roll held by Yang Ruoqing.

He quickly put down the rice bag and chicken in his hands, stepped forward and took the bundle roll with both hands.

"Brother and sister Qing'er, to be honest, Xiaohuan told me before this trip that I could see if I could get some diapers from my baby's childhood."

"The diapers at home are really not enough. It rained two days ago and the diapers cannot be washed and dried. In the past few days, I have wrapped the stove ash in a bag and put it under the baby's buttocks," Zhou Wang said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The baby's skin is delicate, and the ash is always afraid of leaking out and inflaming the baby's buttocks, so it is better to use this diaper."

Zhou Wang nodded repeatedly and held the bundle with both hands as if he were holding a treasure.

After seeing Zhou Wang off, Yang Ruoqing returned to the kitchen to help Wang Cuilian continue to clean up the dishes.

Blacksmith Luo also came in.

"Qing'er, you gave Zhou Wang the baby's clothes and diapers. This is really a timely help," the man said.

There was a deep look of gratitude on his face.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Blacksmith Luo and smiled.

"Uncle, those things are of no use to me, they are just for collection."

"But Xiaohuan and the others are in the most urgent need. I'm happy to help them," she said.

Blacksmith Luo nodded repeatedly: "Qing'er, for our old Luo family to have a daughter-in-law like you, it's really because of the virtue accumulated by our ancestors."

Such a lofty evaluation... Yang Ruoqing was a little embarrassed.

"Qing'er, you gave those diapers and clothes to Zhou Wang, won't they be enough if you have another baby later?" Wang Cuilian asked.

Yang Ruoqing's face turned redder when she mentioned the matter of having a new baby.

"Auntie, at present, Tang Yazi and I have no plans in this regard. Let's wait for now," she said.

Chen'er has always been a knot in my heart.

If the child is not found for a day, I really can’t bring up the idea of ​​having another baby.

Blacksmith Luo glanced at Yang Ruoqing and guessed what she was worried about, so he scolded Wang Cuilian: "You just worry about it. When the time comes, you can just buy it again. Don't always worry about that point. You need to keep your eyes on it."

Look ahead, there is still a long way to go, everything will be fine!"

She was clearly reprimanding Wang Cuilian, but in reality she was telling Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing is not stupid, how could she not hear the comfort and encouragement from Blacksmith Luo's words?

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore," she smiled and raised her head.

"Uncle, what is cousin Zhou Wang doing right now?" She asked again.

Blacksmith Luo said: "Before Xiaohuan gave birth to a baby, he went to the dock in the county to unload goods..."

"Isn't that the same job my third brother did before?" Yang Ruoqing said.

Blacksmith Luo nodded: "Yes, that's the errand. I took it off for about two or three months and made two or three taels of silver."

"Later Xiaohuan gave birth to a baby and there was no one around to take care of him during the confinement period, so he came back."

"Didn't he catch up on the double rush some time ago? He helped a wealthy family nearby to harvest and earn a little money. He left early and came back late, and he could also take care of the little ring and children at home."
Chapter completed!