Quick Wear: The female supporting role makes a comeback by giving birth to a child

Zhuzi threw the rake away, turned around and ran.

He has to ask Brother Che.

If it was really Brother Che who did it, he would have to applaud Brother Che.

Great job!

Hahahaha!

The more Zhuzi thought about it, the happier he became. He grinned so hard that his whole face almost twisted.

When he arrived at Song Che's house, many people looked at him from afar with surprise and suspicion on their faces.

Is Zhuzi...crazy?

What stimulated you?

Zhuzi had no idea that his reputation had been completely ruined by himself.

At this moment, he knocked on Song Che's door.

Song Che was tidying up the yard and repairing some damaged areas.

Hearing the knock at the door, he came out to open it, holding an axe in his hand. He made way and asked:

"Pillar? What's wrong?"

Seeing the axe in Song Che's hand, Zhuzi calmed down instantly:

"Hey, it's okay. Brother Che, what are you busy with?"

The yard looks messy.

Many places had obviously just been violently demolished.

Song Che walked to the kitchen door and used an axe to knock away a rotten stick that was still half standing:

"Just a few simple fixes. A lot of the stuff in this house is pretty run down."

Zhuzi nodded in agreement: "Indeed."

He rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll help."

Song Che did not refuse, but only asked him: "Have you finished all the housework?"

"The grains are all dried in the sun, so there's nothing to do now."

Song Che didn't ask any more questions.

Two people can work much faster than one.

The addition of pillars also made Song Che feel much more relaxed.

Xin Guoguo sifted some boiled water from the well and soon brought it to the two of them to drink to relieve the summer heat.

In the afternoon, she went to the kitchen to light the fire and cook.

Song Che went to town a few days ago and bought a lot of things.

However, she now has a big belly and can only stand.

The job of making fire was given to the three-year-old little Mumu.

The little guy was very sensible and learned to make fire very early.

Now he is very skilled in helping to light the fire.

Smelling the smell of meat coming from the house, Zhuzi sniffed hard.

After calculating the time, he stood up and said, "Brother Che, it's getting late. I have to go back to harvest the grain first."

Having said that, he raised his foot and walked out.

Song Che hurriedly pulled him back: "We are brothers, why are you being so polite?! It's not too late to go back to harvest the grain after dinner! Your sister-in-law specially made braised pork for you, don't you like it?"

When Zhuzi heard the word "braised pork", his mouth almost watered.

Because his grandfather received a salary, his family lived better than other families.

But this is good, it just means we can eat meat one more time a year than other families.

He had only eaten braised pork once when he was a child, and that was when he followed his grandfather to the county town to report on work and ate it in a restaurant.

Since then, he has been obsessed with braised pork.

But this dish requires a lot of oil, how could his mother be willing to make it?

Even if it is made, the taste is not right.

But now, smelling the aroma of meat in the air, he was immediately sure that this was the braised pork he had eaten!

What’s more, it might be even more delicious than anything he’s ever tasted!

Saliva is secreted involuntarily.

Zhuzi's heart was shamefully moved.

But these days, life is hard for everyone.

Brother Che just came back, he definitely doesn't have much money, how could he be so shameless? !

At this moment, Zhuzi completely forgot the whereabouts of the one hundred taels he had just guessed.

He kept shaking his head: "No, no, I have to go back to harvest the grain. If I am any later, it will be dark."

Song Che didn't allow him to say anything more and pulled him to sit down at the stone table:

"We are brothers, why are you being so polite?! How can my family not have a bite of food from you?! If it gets dark later, I will go with you to harvest the grain!"

Zhuzi couldn't leave now, but he would feel embarrassed if he didn't leave.

Xiao Mumu grabbed a pair of chopsticks in his little hand, his whole body swaying, with one hand clinging to the door frame:

"Dad, Uncle Zhuzi, Mom asked you to come in and serve the dishes."

The kitchen in the yard was demolished, so Xin Guoguo cooked in the house today.

Even with the door curtain lifted, it was so hot that I felt like I was being steamed.

She followed her son and walked out, holding her daughter's hand.

Even though the sun outside was scorching, as soon as she went out and felt the wind blowing, Xin Guoguo felt that she was finally alive.

Cooking in summer is really not a human thing to do!

Song Che was doing it in the past few days, and he didn't want her to get involved.

Today, because Zhuzi came, Xin Guoguo took over the kitchen.

At this moment, two grown men came over.

Song Che hurried forward, holding his wife with one hand, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and wiped the sweat off his wife's face:

"After you sweat, you can't be exposed to the wind directly. If you catch a cold, you will have a headache."

Xing Guoguo smiled and nodded obediently.

Zhuzi looked at the handkerchief in Song Che's hand and was completely stunned.

Mother!

Brother Che actually had a handkerchief in his arms? !

Zhuzi felt that the image of Brother Che, who was an extremely manly person in his mind, had collapsed a little.

But looking at the warm scene between his sister-in-law and Brother Che, he didn't think that Brother Che's behavior was sissy at all!

Zhuzi silently took note of this in his heart and decided that he would have to learn some from her when he got married.

Look at Brother Che and his wife.

He just watched, and even though the two of them didn't do anything else, he still felt that they had a very good relationship.

Xin Guoguo didn't feel embarrassed at all when being stared at.

After sitting down, he nodded slightly towards the pillar.

This made Zhuzi blush and he called out in embarrassment, "Sister-in-law."

"Yes. Go and get the food with your brother, and we'll eat."

"Eh!"

Zhuzi responded and followed Song Che into the house.

It wasn't until he had a plate of food in his hand that he realized what he had done and felt immediately annoyed.

But looking at the plates of delicious food placed beside the kang, Zhuzi swallowed shamefully.

Braised pork, shredded pork with green pepper, spicy chicken rack, three fresh vegetables, mushroom and rapeseed...

suck~

Otherwise, he still won't leave, right?

Zhuzi thought silently in his heart.

Then, he followed Song Che obediently and carried the dishes out.

After several trips back and forth, all the dishes were finally served on the table.

Song Che pulled Zhuzi to sit down, handed out chopsticks, and then picked up a piece of shredded pork and put it in his wife's bowl:

"Have a meal."

The two little guys picked up their own little spoons and said in baby voices, "Daddy, eat, Mommy, eat, Uncle Zhuzi, eat."

Zhuzi looked at the two little guys in shock.

I thought to myself, he is indeed Brother Che’s child, he is sensible!

In the future, if he has a child, he must let his child play with Brother Che’s two children!

The pillar was a little difficult to let go at first.

But after eating a piece of braised pork, he no longer cared about feeling embarrassed.

Mother!

My sister-in-law’s cooking is so delicious!

Brother Che is so happy!

Oh oh oh!

He finally got to eat authentic braised pork!

It's not easy!

The two little ones, Xiao Mumu and Nannan, were also eating their food with their heads down, and their little mouths were covered in oil.

Song Che looked at his wife helplessly: "It's hard for you to put up with it these two days."

After getting used to such delicious meals, eating his own cooking...

Song Che felt painful when he thought about it.

"Will you teach me how to cook in the future?"

He didn't expect to have as good a cooking skill as his wife, but he had to at least make something edible.

Otherwise, Song Che would feel uncomfortable having to force his wife and children to eat whatever he wants.

"Row."

Xing Guoguo nodded.

It's not a big deal.

Besides, the man wanted to learn so that she could free up her hands. What reason did she have to refuse?