A 1970s mom raises a cute baby, and a crazy boss spoils her

Gu Qinghuan really didn’t care. She and Xu Huaian were not a real couple. They were just living together.

Xu Huaian promised to try his best, but whether he could find game depended on fate.

We had a successful meal and on the way home, the two children walked happily in front of us.

Xu Huaian suddenly asked nervously: "You won't be angry, right?"

"Why are you so angry? About the game? That's nothing. We can just deal with it perfunctorily when the time comes. How can they force you to go hunting?"

"That's not it. I was talking about the wedding banquet. I said we don't need to have it..." Are you angry?

"That's even less of a big deal. We're just living together temporarily, so why would we need to hold a banquet?" Gu Qinghuan said nonchalantly.

Xu Huaian felt as if he was splashed with a basin of ice water, and felt chilled to the bone.

Her original intention remained unchanged, she just wanted to live together, but he secretly fell in love with her.

When I was sick before, I felt that I should not delay her and just hoped that she could help take care of the children. But now, I want more. I am really greedy.

Of course he wanted to do it. He wanted to give her the grandest ceremony and marry her with great fanfare, but not with Xu Meiling and not now. The time was not right.

Well, since she doesn't care at all, it's okay.

Xu Huaian's face was full of disappointment, but unfortunately Gu Qinghuan didn't see it.

They started preparing dinner in the afternoon. Gu Qinghuan was the chef and Xu Huaian was his assistant.

Zhong Zijun was happy and relaxed. She taught the children to read in the yard. She didn't use paper or pen. She just used a fire stick to write on the mud.

Today, there is more food at home than ever before, including pork, beef, prawns, mandarin fish, and many side dishes.

Gu Qinghuan prepared a sweet and sour squirrel mandarin fish dish that was delicious and beautiful, suitable for all ages.

The prawns should be blanched and eaten with sauce to bring out their natural sweetness.

Make another dish of twice-cooked pork, fish-flavored eggplant, and tomato and egg soup, and you’ll have four dishes and one soup, and that’ll be about it.

Gu Qinghuan's hands flew up and down, and with a few strokes of the knife, the mandarin fish was cut into pieces. Then it was coated with homemade batter, rolled in the oil pan, and taken out and placed on a plate, it looked like a squirrel.

Finally, pour the red sweet and sour sauce on it, which looks beautiful.

Xu Huaian was stunned: "Have you learned this?"

This squirrel mandarin fish dish is different from ordinary home-cooked dishes. It is difficult to make it so smoothly unless you are a professional chef.

"I have learned a little."

The other dishes are all home-cooked dishes, which only take a short time to prepare.

Tonight's meal was eaten in the main room as usual. Ever since Xu Huaian recovered, no one ate on the kang anymore, but they still had to eat on the kang to keep warm in winter.

The family wishes each other a happy holiday, and then they can start eating.

The Squirrel Mandarin Fish received unanimous praise, and even someone like Zhong Zijun, who has eaten a lot of good food, praised it highly.

Xu Huaian doesn't like sweet food, but he also tasted a few chopsticks.

Not to mention the two children. Beibei flattered her happily: "Mom, you are amazing. This is the most delicious fish I have ever eaten."

"Really? Then you should eat more."

Zhong Zijun's hands were not convenient for peeling shrimps, so she didn't pick any to eat. Gu Qinghuan forgot to take care of her while talking and eating.

Instead, it was Dabao who noticed the problem. He silently peeled a few shrimps, dipped them in the sauce and put them into Zhong Zijun's bowl.

Dabao is not as fond of expressing himself verbally as Beibei, but he is actually more considerate and knows how to take care of others better.

At this moment, Zhong Zijun's eyes were wet.

The fate between people is sometimes really wonderful.

If you give kindness, you will receive sincerity in return.

"Thank you, Dabao. You can eat too."

Before, she just felt that the two children were pitiful and should be taken care of, but now she really treats them as her own descendants and loves them.

After all, who would reject such a sensible child?

Gu Qinghuan felt a little uncomfortable. This child was too sensible. He must have suffered a lot to become as meticulous as he is today.

In the future, be nicer to them and let them be surrounded by love.

After dinner, the family sat in the yard to enjoy the moon and eat moon cakes. It was a rare day to have such a leisurely time.

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The day after the holiday, Xu Huaian was about to go to work but was stopped by Gu Qinghuan. His legs were still a little weak and he couldn't do heavy work, so he decided to rest for a few more days.

Since I can't go to work, I'll go to the mountains to pick mountain products and go hunting.

As for the two kids, Erdan asked them to go away early in the morning. It was autumn harvest time recently, and the children went out in groups to "pick up the land", which was quite lively.

Picking up the grain means picking up the remaining grain in the fields after the autumn harvest. No matter how careful the adults are, some grain is bound to be missed. The missed grain is picked up by the children and taken home as food. This is a customary thing and children from every family can pick up the grain.

Zhong Zijun was looking after the house.

Gu Qinghuan carried the water bottle and Xu Huaian carried the backpack and they set off.

Xu Huaian was very familiar with the mountains near Xujiatun. Relying on his experience, he took Gu Qinghuan on a road that was rarely traveled.

"You went out early in the morning just to get these things? What are they?" Gu Qinghuan looked curiously at the dusty pieces of wood in his backpack.

"These are all hunting tools." Xu Huaian found them in the utility room of Xu's house. They were all tools he had used before.

These things were thrown into the corner like garbage, gathering dust, just like him, not cherished.

"You really know how to hunt? Who taught you?" Gu Qinghuan really didn't know that he could hunt.

"I know a little bit. Actually, I learned it from an old hunter in the village. I also practiced martial arts for a few years."

It turned out to be the case.

As they were talking, the two arrived at a forest and Xu Huaian put down the backpack.

“There are many kinds of hunting tools, including bows and arrows, darts and shotguns, as well as ground traps and nets, as well as other hooks, splints, step traps and so on.

What we bring today are ground cages, splints and step clamps, which are all commonly used tools.

The most commonly used method is stepping on the trap. Whether you are an old hunter over fifty years old or a young hunter who is just starting out, stepping on the trap is indispensable.

Of course, in addition to tools, hunters usually set traps and train hunting dogs to hunt prey. Today we will try out these tools."

When talking about his professional matters, Xu Huaian seemed to be glowing, serious and gentle.

Gu Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat.

Xu Huaian looked around in the woods, poked around with a stick, then picked a trap from his backpack, gently placed it at the entrance of a rabbit hole, and covered it with fallen leaves.

The stepping clamp is made of serrated iron sheet and spring. It is placed secretly on the ground. Once the prey steps on it and triggers the mechanism, the spring will immediately contract and drive the iron sheet to clamp the prey's legs.