After breakfast, I cleaned up the dishes and prepared lunch.

The Yang family went to town and bought twenty catties of meat, enough to last them a week.

Helping out is all physical labor, so there has to be some extra income.

Every day at noon, there are two meat dishes and three side dishes. The helpers are not paid, and they are allowed to eat their fill.

Fenglin took out three catties of meat from the large vat and cut up the meat he would use today.

Normally, Fenglin loves cutting meat; it's greasy and smells delicious just thinking about it.

I don't know why, but I feel nauseous whenever I smell meat today.

Although there is meat every day, Fenglin eats very little, saving it for the helpers. Why is he feeling nauseous?

Feng Lin picked up a piece of salted radish from the table and put it in his mouth, crunching away, which made him feel much better.

I chopped the meat and prepared celery, shredded radish, tofu, cabbage, chives, and eggs for lunch...

Luckily, the team secretly kept the chickens last year, otherwise where would they have gotten the eggs?

Time to make lunch again. First, render the pork fat, then use the excess fat to stir-fry cabbage.

The aroma of lard filled the entire house. Suddenly, Zheng Fenglin felt a pang of discomfort and cried out, "Auntie, watch the pot, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he ran outside the shed and vomited, even bringing up his bile.

Is this... a cold?

Qiaoqiao's mother, carrying a bowl of warm water, patted Fenglin's back and said with a smile, "Fenglin, have some water."

Rinse his mouth, take a sip, and Fenglin said apologetically, "Auntie, I've caught a bit of a cold. It's okay, I'll go cook some vegetables."

Qiaoqiao's mother grabbed Fenglin's arm, her eyes crinkling with laughter: "Silly girl, it's not a cold, it's pregnancy."

What? You're pregnant? Feng Lin looked at Qiao Qiao's mother in surprise: "Auntie, I, I'm pregnant."

"Hmm, it's been more than three months. Stop working and go home to rest. Morning sickness is really uncomfortable."

"Really? Auntie, I'm pregnant with Jintao's child! I'm going to be a mother!" Fenglin happily hugged Qiaoqiao's mother and jumped for joy.

"Hey, don't jump, don't jump, be careful of your health. You're only three months pregnant, you can't overexert yourself."

"It's okay, I'm perfectly healthy. It's just that I can't stand the smell of lard."

"Don't come to help anymore. If anything happens, Jin Tao's mother will scold us to death. The house is finished. I'll ask the other aunties in the village to help. You go back and rest."

"Then, I'll cook today's dishes."

"No, I'll cook. You go home, and I'll bring you your food later."

"No, I can't eat anything either, I feel nauseous."

"Your mother needs to eat, Fenglin. Be good, go back and rest."

Zheng Fenglin did not object, and smiled shyly: "Then, I'll go back. I need to write a letter to Jin Tao."

"Okay, okay, go back now." Qiaoqiao's mother watched Zheng Fenglin leave, smiling from the bottom of her heart, just like she would her own daughter.

Jin Tao's mother was feeding the chickens at the door when she saw Feng Lin return empty-handed. She was furious: "You idiot, it's lunchtime! What are you doing back here?"

"I wasn't feeling well, so I came back."

"What should I eat for lunch?"

"If you don't have any noodles or vegetables at home, just make some yourself."

"Oh dear, this is outrageous! Jin Tao has only been gone for two days, and you've already stopped feeding me! Fine, divorce then! I'll write to Jin Tao and make sure you get a divorce tomorrow!" Jin Tao's mother yelled angrily.

"Fine, let's get a divorce. I'll raise the child on my own," Feng Lin retorted irritably.

"You think you're all grown up now? Fine, Zheng Fenglin, you said you'd divorce me, otherwise you're a dog..."

Then it dawned on me: she had a child with her, so where would the child come from?

"Hey, hey, you mean the child? Where is he?"

"It's growing in the ground."

Jin Tao's mother was taken aback, put down the chicken feed, and followed Zheng Fenglin into the house.

"No, Fenglin, you're pregnant?"

"What's so strange about women giving birth? Everyone gives birth!" Zheng Fenglin rolled her eyes and listlessly lay down on the bed.

Jin Tao's mother beamed with joy: "You're pregnant! I have a grandson? No wonder you look so pale. Feng Lin, what would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."

"I can't eat anything, I just want to drink porridge and eat pickled vegetables."

"Yes, yes, I was vomiting a lot for the past few months and couldn't eat meat. You wait here, I'll go make some porridge. You lie down, lie down..."

Jin Tao's mother ran out, exclaiming, "Oh my, I have a grandson! What a joyous occasion!"

I started a fire, washed the century-old antique jar clean, grabbed a handful of rice, filled it with water, and put it in the fire pit to simmer slowly until it became fragrant.

I vomit at the sight of meat. Eating only porridge and pickled vegetables isn't nutritious. This morning, the hen laid eggs, so I boiled two.

No, two are too many, let's cook one.

Wash the eggs thoroughly, put them in the kettle, and once the water boils, the eggs will be cooked.

Fenglin is such a fool. She's uneducated and not good-looking. She married my son, who's a college graduate, and now she expects me, her mother-in-law, to cook eggs for her. If she weren't pregnant, I would have made them divorce immediately.

My grandson is definitely as smart as my son, as handsome as my son, as...

Qiaoqiao's mother brought over a full bowl of food: "Jintao's mother, Jintao's mother..."

"What are you yelling about? My wife is sleeping, don't disturb her."

Jin Tao's mother came out of the kitchen with dissatisfaction, but when she saw a full bowl of rice with vegetables and meat, she smiled again: "Qiaoqiao's mother, you've brought food to Fenglin? Come, come, come in and sit down."

She took the bowl, poured the food into her own bowl, and then returned the bowl to Qiaoqiao's mother.

"Jin Tao's mother, Feng Lin is pregnant. Congratulations!"

"Of course I'm happy! Isn't she silly? She didn't even know she was pregnant, and she went to your house to cook for you. If you didn't know better, you'd think you were her mother."

Jin Tao's mother has a mouth that can hurt people whenever she opens it.

"It's my fault. I'm sorry to have troubled Fenglin. I'll bring her food again tomorrow. She's pregnant, so she needs to eat meat."

Qiaoqiao's mother knew that Fenglin couldn't eat meat, so she was just letting Jintao's mother take advantage of her. If she was happy, she wouldn't make things difficult for Fenglin.

"Thank you so much. Look at your family, who can eat meat every day? Only yours. Who made you so lucky to have such a good in-law? They even gave you a house. You got a great deal!"

Qiaoqiao's mother blushed. Jin Tao's mother could make someone furious with just three sentences. Luckily, Feng Lin had a good temper.

"Let's go, let's go, there's still a lot to do at home." Qiaoqiao's mother took the empty bowl and quickly went back.

"What are you showing off for? It's not like you earned the money to build the house yourself. When my son starts working, we'll build one too, pshaw..."

It's really like someone who eats and takes from others, and then still insults them.

Jin Tao's mother returned to the kitchen and exclaimed, "Oh dear, my porridge has burned!"

She carefully ladled out a bowl of porridge, added a few pickled cowpeas, and then scooped out the boiled eggs before happily calling Zheng Fenglin to eat: "Stop sleeping! All you do is sleep. Aren't you afraid of starving my grandson?"

"mother……"

"Hurry up, don't make me pull the covers off! Qiaoqiao's mother brought in some food, including pork belly. Want a couple of pieces?"

"No, no, I'll just eat pickled green beans."

"You ate boiled eggs, then pickled green beans, pickled green beans, do you want my grandson to grow up to look like a green bean?"

"I don't know what sins my Jintao committed to marry such a thing as you, and now you two are going to divorce... Hurry up and eat, I'm going to eat too."

We already have a grandson, we can't afford to get divorced now.

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