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Deng Weiguo finally went home with his things, but the TV was not bought.

In the end, there was no color TV in the department store before he came home.

I can only buy a lot of things, and put two big bags in the trunk.

Yao Yiyi has already started preparing things for the New Year.

My sister’s factory has been divided into dormitories.

For Yao Yiyi's sake.

The dormitory assigned to my sister is a single room dormitory. The advantage of the single room dormitory is that my sister can take two children to the dormitory.

So my sister officially moved out from Yao Yiyi's place.

Yao Meifeng lives in the dormitory with her two children. Apart from going to work, she picks up and drops off the two children, so her days are considered peaceful.

Yao Yiyi looked at the calendar, and Deng Weiguo sent her a telegram saying that he would be back during the Chinese New Year, but he didn't know when he would be back.

It's the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, but she hasn't seen the shadow yet, so she probably has to rush to the end of the year.

Yao Yiyi cleaned the house clean, and is currently frying meatballs and roasting pork in the kitchen.

They celebrate the New Year in the north, and the most common things to prepare for the New Year are fried tofu, croquettes, roasted pork, and crispy pork.

In previous years, Yao Yiyi was the busiest one in the family during Chinese New Year, cleaning up the whole family and having to unpick and wash all the bedding.

She has to do everything well, but when it comes to Chinese New Year, she doesn't have a share when it comes to the table.

This year is her first year with Deng Weiguo, Yao Yiyi has prepared a lot of things.

Deng Weiguo is a man who loves everything.

Of course, this era is a bit aggrieved, because the two people add the meat ticket together, and it doesn't weigh half a catty a month.

Yao Yiyi deliberately took out a lot of things from the freezer in the supermarket.

There are a lot of fresh things in my supermarket freezer, such as frozen hairtail, shrimp, and big carp, including beef and mutton, and even pig's trotters, chicken feet, and pork knuckles.

Not to mention there are all kinds of fish balls, crab sticks and the like.

Who asked our supermarket to supply the needs of many people in nearby residential areas and student areas.

It can be regarded as a complete variety.

So this year, she plans to do more during the Chinese New Year.

Pots of roast meat, meatballs and tofu are all ready and set aside.

Yao Yiyi is currently making Sixi meatballs. This kind of Sixi meatballs is a bit like a lion's head, and they are big.

But it was fried.

In his previous life, Deng Weiguo liked to eat Sixi meatballs, and he also liked to eat braised pork.

I was busy in the kitchen when I suddenly heard a sound from the courtyard door.

Yao Yiyi hurriedly put down the things in her hands and walked out the door.

"Who?"

He saw Deng Weiguo with big and small bags at a glance. Deng Weiguo opened the door and came in. When he turned his head, he saw that his wife Yao Yiyi's belly was obviously getting bigger standing at the kitchen door.

Deng Weiguo has never been good at expressing himself, but when he saw his wife in an apron, he still showed a rare smile.

"I smelled the smell of your cooking before entering the house. You have a big belly by yourself. Just keep it simple, why do you have to do so much?"

Deng Weiguo took the bag in his hand into the house, turned around and came to the kitchen.

"It's almost over soon. I don't know when you will come back. This is not to prepare everything needed for the New Year."

A smile appeared on Yao Yiyi's face, and the moment she saw her husband, she seemed to be supported.

This is a habit developed over the years.

While taking the little crispy meat out of the pot, he stuck a piece of crispy meat with his hands and put it into Deng Weiguo's mouth.

"It's just out of the pan. It's crispy and crispy. It's very delicious. You should try it."

Deng Weiguo opened his mouth. His wife's close attitude towards him made him feel happy. Since childhood, no one has been so close to him, even his younger siblings, and his parents have never taken care of him like this.

The small crispy meat is crispy and crispy at the entrance, exuding a new fragrance.

"It's delicious, that's fine. Since I'm back, I'll do it. You have a good rest. I can do these jobs. Just move your mouth."

Pushing Yao Yiyi back, he untied the apron from her body.

"How could you?"

Yao Yiyi knew that Deng Weiguo wanted to share the burden for her, but Deng Weiguo was not proficient in cooking in his previous life.

Even if they have been married for a lifetime, Deng Weiguo can at most make some simple noodles and make some simple cucumber shoots in the end.

Too many really won't.

"I came back late, and you have almost done everything. You have already marinated the little crispy meat, but it's just a matter of putting it in the pot. You move your mouth and I will do it."

Deng Weiguo couldn't bear to part with his wife, so he continued to work around the frying pan.

If the daughter-in-law is alone, she certainly doesn't need to do so much.

It's not for himself to do these things so smokyly, he feels sweet in his heart.

Of course he knows how good his wife is to him.

These things are all meat, obviously his daughter-in-law, from his daily eating habits, it can be seen that he likes to eat meat.

Yao Yiyi looked at what Deng Weiguo said was right, she had already made all the crispy pork, other meatballs, roasted pork, hairtail and so on.

"You just put the marinated crispy pork into the pan one by one, and just take it out after it turns golden brown and changes color. I'll go and have a look at the pork knuckles. There are pork knuckles stewed for you in the pot."

There are not only pork knuckles in the pot, but also pork knuckles, chicken feet, pork knuckles, pork belly, pork liver, pig heart, large intestine and so on.

There are many in this big pot.

It was enough for them to eat for the whole first month, and besides, he stewed a big pot to give some of Deng Weiguo's friends.

When Deng Weiguo was away, people often came to help him, either fetching water for himself, or moving coal briquettes for him.

When it snows, I come to sweep the roof and the yard.

In short, he takes special care of himself, and even sends her some fruits and vegetables on weekdays.

It can be seen from their actions that they have a very close relationship with Deng Weiguo, otherwise they couldn't treat her, Deng Weiguo's daughter-in-law, so well.

Deng Weiguo sniffed, turned his head and saw a lot of lo mei in another large and scary pot, and couldn't help frowning.

"Why do you still cook so much with a big belly? Can you move the pot? Aren't you messing around?"

The things made by his wife are delicious, but he can't bear to prepare these for himself because his wife has a big belly.

"It's okay, I'm only four months old now. Pregnant women in other villages still have to work in the fields, and some of them planted rice seedlings or cut rice on the fields when they were born. I don't think it's a big deal."

Yao Yiyi had already started to slip the steamed buns on another fire.

She had already cooked the millet porridge, just enough for two people to drink, and she was thinking about Deng Weiguo's return these two days.

When cooking, I deliberately made an extra portion, in case Deng Weiguo would not come back.

Eat leftovers by yourself the next day.

This kind of weather will not be bad for one day left.

(End of this chapter)