Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

After the banquet, Chen's mother found her daughter privately. No one knew what they talked about. When Chen's mother came back, she couldn't hide the joy on her face.

But this is easy to guess. After all, the only thing that could make the elders in the family happy for the newlyweds was Xiaoxue's pregnancy, so she only ate light dishes at the table and didn't touch the braised meat or fish.

Zhong Ruyi didn't go to inquire, but Chen's mother came to her and told her mysteriously.

"Xiaoxue is pregnant! It's only been over a month, the fetus is still unstable. We can tell you when it's stable in three months."

Zhong Ruyi expressed her understanding. After all, there are such customs in some places. It is believed that if the fetal spirit has not left the pregnant woman before three months, if the pregnancy is publicized, the fetal spirit will be unhappy and will take the child back immediately. Therefore, it is usually not announced until the fetus is stable after three months.

After the new house was completed, Xiaoxue did not move in immediately. Zhao's mother disagreed and insisted that she move in after giving birth.

Mother Chen kept nagging, "I think Xiaoxue's mother-in-law did the right thing! She's only one month old now, shouldn't she be careful? What if she accidentally bumps into something during the move and affects the child?"

Zhong Ruyi also agreed with this. Moving is a very tiring task, and Xiaoxue is not convenient now. Although Zhao Xiaozheng said that he could handle the move by himself, Zhao's mother still disagreed.

So the two of them continued to live with the Zhao family and would move in after Xiaoxue gave birth.

In mid-September, the weather is no longer as hot as in the previous two months, and you can already feel the chill in the mornings and evenings.

While dewdrops were still hanging on the branches, a hand picked a row of apples from the branches and put them into the fruit box.

Zhong Ruyi was picking up the fruits that fell when they were touched. These were collected by other people in the village and then sent to the town to sell them cheaply, or used to make preserved fruits.

There were people sitting on several trees around the two of them. Today's fruits were to be picked to be sent to the capital, so everyone was carrying a fruit box on their backs.

By noon, the 4,000 kilograms that the Fang family wanted had not been picked yet. Butler Fang was a little anxious and asked the villagers guarding the carriage, "Why isn't it ready yet?"

The villagers were also anxious. "We still need more than a thousand kilograms! We have to use fruit boxes today, which are not as convenient as backpacks, so we are a little slow!"

The two were running around anxiously at the foot of the mountain, but they had no choice but to do so because the same thing would happen every time they used the fruit box.

Moreover, these days are the time when the rice in the fields is ripe and ready for harvest, and every household is busy with their own work. There are fewer people picking apples than before, and most of the people busy in the orchard are invited from other villages.

Zhong Ruyi and the others were already used to it, so they were now sitting under a tree drinking water.

When the Ji family's grandparents and grandchildren came up with the bamboo tube rice, Chen's mother followed behind them.

"Why did you bring Miaomiao here too?" Zhong Ruyi asked, ignoring her daughter's outstretched hand when she saw her. "Mom is dirty, so I won't hug you. Miaomiao, be obedient."

If mom doesn’t hold you, then dad will hold you. Chen Miaomiao turned her gaze to Chen Dongzhi again.

Chen Dongzhi was helpless. His wife was as dirty as he was, so he could only shake his head and refuse his daughter's coquettish request for a hug.

The workers who were eating nearby couldn't help but laugh when they saw Miaomiao's puffy cheeks.

Mother Chen told her daughter-in-law that her granddaughter had been making a fuss to look for them early in the morning, and she had to bring her to the orchard because she couldn't persuade her.

"Although the weather is getting colder, there are still many mosquitoes in the orchard. Mom, you should take the child back after we finish our meal." Zhong Ruyi glanced at her daughter who was sitting obediently beside her, and immediately noticed two mosquitoes resting on the back of her exposed white and tender hand.

She put down the bamboo tube rice in her hand, and with quick eyes and hands, she killed the two mosquitoes with a snap. A pool of blood was on the back of Miaomiao's hand. It was obvious that the two mosquitoes had sucked a lot of blood.

Chen Miaomiao was stunned, not understanding why her mother didn't hug her but hit her.

She pursed her lips, tears quickly welled up in her eyes, and fell down in the blink of an eye.

Zhong Ruyi took a look and thought: Something bad has happened!

At this time, no matter whether she was dirty or not, she quickly picked up the child and coaxed him.

"I'm not hitting you. I'm hitting a mosquito. Did you see that? There are two big mosquitoes on your hand!"

But no matter how she coaxed her, Miaomiao just kept crying, with tears hanging down her cheeks, feeling wronged.

She can't sleep with her parents at night, and when she gets up, her parents are not there. Now they come to find her, but instead of hugging her, they hit her. It is rare for the little girl to cry for so long since she was born.

When she cried, Chen Dongzhi and her mother came over anxiously to comfort her.

But Chen Miaomiao felt very aggrieved at this time. She didn't want her parents anymore and kept wanting to throw herself into Chen's mother's arms.

Having made her daughter cry, Zhong Ruyi did not dare to restrain her, and half-held Chen's mother to take the child over.

"I'll take Miaomiao back first, you guys go ahead and do your work." Mother Chen was frightened by her granddaughter's crying, so she left in a hurry after saying this.

The couple looked at each other, unable to understand how slapping a mosquito could make their daughter cry to such an extent.

The workers sitting around were already full, so they analyzed the situation for the two people:

"Did you slap the mosquito too hard and hurt your child?"

"I also think that how can a child with such delicate skin and flesh withstand the force of an adult?"

"The child is still young! He doesn't remember much. Maybe he will be fine after you go back!"

Ji Xiaoyu doesn't think so. She is now a fourteen-year-old girl and can think more than before.

She said crisply, "Maybe it's because you guys go out early and come back late, so Miaomiao never sees you. Now that she finally gets to see you, she feels like she was beaten by her mother, so she's crying!"

The others sneered, "What can a child this young understand? The beating must have hurt!"

"That's right! You're not such a young child, how can you know what a child is thinking?"

Ji Xiaoyu wanted to say that although she had grown up, she was also a child like this once!

Her father used to work at the dock. He would go out before she woke up and would not come back until she was almost asleep at night. How could she not miss her father?

If it were her, and she came to her parents to act cute, and got spanked, she would definitely cry like Miaomiao!

Zhong Ruyi and Chen Dongzhi looked at each other and felt that what Xiaoyu said made some sense. After all, they had not taken care of the child much during this period, and the child always slept with Chen's mother at night.

It can be said that Chen's mother and Xiaoman now spend more time with Miaomiao than they did!

After everyone else started to work with the fruit boxes on their backs, Zhong Ruyi said with some distress, "We can't let Miaomiao sleep with her mother tonight. If we pick these fruits a few more times, the child will no longer be close to us!"

She decided that from now on she would let Chen Dongzhi get up early and take care of the orchard alone. She would wait for the child to wake up and let her take care of the child before going back to the orchard. This way, she would not miss out on either side.

Chen Dongzhi nodded, and his heart ached when he thought of his daughter's tearful cheeks. He had indeed neglected the child these days, and it was because they, as parents, did not care enough about her.

Since the two had made the decision, they told Chen's mother about it when they went back home in the evening. Chen's mother had no objection. It is better for the child to stay with both parents!

Fortunately, Miaomiao is a child who does not hold grudges. Seeing the two of them return home, she was so happy that she wanted to jump over, but she couldn't walk steadily, so she could only let her uncle Xiaoman lead her over.