Age: My Small World

"Sister, when are you and Brother Xiaoshan going to have a baby? Brother Yuanjie and his family had one right after they got married. Are you expecting soon?"

Cheng Aimin's sudden words made the eyes of the three people sitting there fall on him.

"Ai Min, don't talk nonsense."

Fan Ping covered her son's mouth with amusement as he kept talking nonsense.

"Having a baby depends on what Xiaoshan and your sister decide, not what you can do just like that."

After all, they are two college students, and it is impossible for them to have a baby as soon as they get married. Fan Ping understands this.

"But Brother Yuanjie gave birth."

"And aren't Third Brother's Fan Zhaoyuan and Fan Zhaojin's wives also pregnant?"

Perhaps in his view, getting married means having children.

Cheng Xiaoyu blushed slightly, and after glancing at Yang Jun, she said, "Ai Min, if you want to be your uncle, you have to wait until your sister graduates."

Cheng Aimin pushed her mother's hand away and said with a pout, "I thought you were going to bring a baby home."

Everyone just laughed at the child's idea.

Then Fan Ping asked them if they had eaten, thinking of cooking for them.

"Auntie Ping, we've already eaten at my eldest sister's house, so there's no need to bother."

"You went to Hongmei's house, no wonder." Fan Ping suddenly realized.

After sitting and chatting for a while, the sky became darker and darker. It was almost time to wash feet and go to bed. Yang Jun thought it was time to go back.

And Fan Ping said, "Why don't you sleep here tonight? Xiaoyuer's room has always been reserved."

Yang Jun quickly waved his hand to refuse. It was against the rules for him to stay here and sleep with Xiao Yuer.

Generally speaking, when a son-in-law goes to his mother-in-law's house, he can only sleep alone or with his brother-in-law, instead of sleeping in the same room with his wife.

"Auntie Ping, home is so close, I can just go back and sleep, Xiaoyuer can stay here tonight."

He thought that Cheng Xiaoyu must miss Fan Ping and Cheng Aimin very much, so he gave the three of them more time to spend together.

"Okay, then come over and have dinner together tomorrow morning. The family always has to have a meal together."

Fan Ping's meaning was self-evident. Yang Jun immediately smiled and said, "I understand, Aunt Ping. I will definitely be back tomorrow morning."

After he left, Fan Ping pouted at her daughter.

"How's your marriage going, you two? No arguments or anything?"

Although the two had been very harmonious before, and Yang Jun was not a bad-tempered person, the gap between men and women before and after they became husband and wife would often become larger, and all the pressure would lead to internal friction.

You may not feel anything before marriage, but the situation will change after marriage.

Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head in surprise: "No, Brother Xiaoshan is still the same as before, his attitude and everything are the same as before, how could there be a quarrel?"

"Besides, even if we had a fight, it must have been due to some misunderstanding, and I will definitely admit my mistake then."

"Silly girl, it doesn't necessarily mean that you are wrong, but you have to admit your mistake." Fan Ping pointed at her silly daughter's head, feeling a little helpless.

Cheng Xiaoyu said as a matter of course: "But Brother Xiaoshan has always been reasonable. He would never do anything wrong. That must be because of me. I am not as smart as him. I don't know when I'm doing something wrong."

"Alas." Fan Ping could only shake her head, having already accepted Cheng Xiaoyu's words.

But it’s better this way. Xiaoshan might like this silly girl more. He seems to have liked this girl following him foolishly since he was a child.

"Sister, when are you and Brother Xiaoshan going to have a baby?"

Cheng Aimin brought up the old matter again, somewhat unwillingly.

Without Yang Jun here this time, Cheng Xiaoyu thought carefully and said, "I should wait until I finish my studies. Then it won't affect my schooling."

Cheng Aimin counted on his fingers: "That's still more than a year."

Think about it, they have been in Beijing for more than two years and are now in their third year of college, with only about a year and a half left before graduation.

"Yes, it's only been a little over a year." Cheng Xiaoyu also felt a little emotional. Time passed so quickly.

On the other side, when Yang Jun returned home, he saw his mother put the pot on the stove.

"Mom, why do you have to cook so late at night?"

"Let me get you something to eat. You must be tired from the journey."

She knew her son's appetite and he must not have eaten well at Yu Liang's house.

Everything in the house is still there, I just need to clean things up and tidy up the room, and it will be back to the way it was before.

Cooking in a familiar place, Li Xiaohua felt a little relaxed.

She is more adapted to this place than her home in Beijing.

"Sizzle..." The aroma of the oil instantly emanated, and I beat two more eggs into it.

After stirring twice, add the green onion, ginger and garlic, and the aroma will instantly become more intense and spread far away.

"It smells so good, Mom." Yang Yumei sniffed hard and came with some anticipation.

Girls are actually quite greedy.

Li Xiaohua waited until the eggs were almost fried before adding water.

"Just cook some noodles. Yumei, go get some water."

"Okay." Yang Yumei took the pot of noodles and went out.

"Mom, is there still water in the water tank? Can it still be used?"

The water has been there for about half a year.

"Why can't it be used? I just drank it, it's fine."

Yang Jun shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's okay, I'll just add some spiritual water in it later. This thing can also kill bacteria."

Of course, putting spiritual water in the water tank in advance to maintain the water quality will not work, as it will attract countless little guys to move the water in the water tank. The water tank will be damaged sooner or later, and the water quality will become worse if left for a long time.

After the egg soup is cooked, set it aside and boil water in another pot to cook the noodles.

The noodles were bought, not rolled by my mother, so there was not enough time.

The water boiled and the noodles were added. Li Xiaohua gave each person a bowl and helped to make egg soup one by one.

Most of the two eggs were beaten for Yang Jun, while the mother and daughter served the real soup. The problem was that Yang Yumei had no objection, but instead acted as if it was her right.

Helplessly, Yang Jun could only divide the eggs.

It’s not that there are not enough eggs at home, it’s just that I only beat this many, which is too frugal.

If he really wanted to eat eggs, Yang Jun felt that the tens of thousands of eggs in the small world would be enough for him to eat until he vomited.

"Alright, alright, Xiaoshan, hurry up and get the noodles."

Seeing that the soup was about to burst out, Li Xiaohua shouted while adding some cold water into it.

Yang Jun hurried to pick up the noodles. One chopstick was half a bowl, and two chopsticks were enough.

After a while, the three of them started slurping noodles together.

"The noodles I roll myself are still more fragrant." The mother took a bite and shook her head.

But Yang Jun felt that there was not much difference, they were all noodles anyway.

"Xiaoshan, let's go to your aunt's house tomorrow. I wonder how your aunt is doing."

"Well, let's wait until the afternoon. I'll take Xiaoyuer with me then. We'll have dinner at her house in the morning."

As soon as I heard it, I understood the situation and nodded immediately.

"That's fine." (End of chapter)