The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

Back at the thatched cottage, Yan Zhenshen was busy helping her husband wipe his hair, change his clothes, boil water and cook dinner.

At this moment, he still felt like he was floating.

He kept thinking about what Wang Wu had told him: what he could eat and what he couldn’t eat during pregnancy, and what he should pay attention to?

Suddenly I remembered that I couldn't have sex in the early stages of pregnancy, so my husband's belly must have been pregnant for several months.

Yan Zhenshen learned about his brother's pregnancy from Wang Wu, and even though Wang Wu was a father, he probably didn't know much.

He was also confused about many things.

But it’s always a good idea to drink some chicken soup or fish soup when you’re pregnant, or he could go kill a chicken now.

It takes too long to stew a chicken, so I’d better let my husband eat it first, then kill the chicken later and stew it in the pot overnight so that it will be softer and easier to digest.

As he thought about this, he added firewood into the pot. Chu Xiao could smell a strange smell in the room.

He propped himself up and went downstairs to take a look. He saw his brother Shen sitting in front of the stove in a daze, adding firewood continuously, and the water in the pot had been boiled dry.

"Brother Shen, if you keep boiling the pot it will leak."

I don’t know what habits the Yan family has. They all like to think while making a fire. Last time, Zhao Guizhi burnt the rice, and his brother Shen was even more awesome. He wanted to burn the pot through.

Yan Zhenshen subconsciously looked at Chu Xiao, thinking that her husband was feeling unwell. He stood up quickly and kicked the stool he was sitting on far away.

"Xiao brother, what's wrong?" He was obviously still in a daze and didn't hear clearly what Xiao had just said.

When Chu Xiao discovered this, he couldn't help laughing. It's just because she was pregnant, why was she so stupid?

Seeing her husband laughing, Yan Zhenshen knew that he had overreacted, and his face turned red with embarrassment: "Come into the house and lie down. I'll cook for you."

While speaking, his eyes were still fixed on Chu Xiao's belly. From this glance, he could see that there was indeed a bulge. He had joked before that it was better to be fatter so that carrying a baby would not be too difficult.

But who would have thought that the baby had already been in her husband's belly.

He stepped forward and carefully touched it with his hand: "Xiao brother, this is our child."

"Yes, so in order to keep your baby from going hungry, shouldn't you add some water to the pot? If the pot leaks, you can only use one pot to cook in the future, which will be very troublesome."

Yan Zhenshen finally reacted and hurriedly scooped a ladle of water into the pot. Immediately white smoke rose up, making a crackling sound.

"Come into the house quickly." Yan Zhenshen picked up his husband and put him on the kang. He said he was going to cook, but he was reluctant to take a step.

"Doctor Hu said that your foundation was weak, so I thought I would have to wait a few years."

Although I always wondered whether I could get pregnant this time or that time, it was just a thought. Deep down in my heart, I knew that my husband had a poor foundation and it was possible that I would never have children in this life.

It is not easy for a man to have a woman to give birth to him, so it is possible that he will never get pregnant in his entire life.

Just like the butcher in Liujiawan, the couple had been married for about ten years, but there was no news. Not long ago, I heard Zhao Guizhi say that they adopted a little boy from the butcher's cousin and raised him as their own child.

"You work so hard, if I can't get pregnant, wouldn't it be a waste of all your hard work?" Chu Xiao teased Yan Zhenshen, then frowned: "Brother Shen, what will I do after I get pregnant?"

"What should we do?" Yan Zhenshen didn't quite understand what his husband said.

"If you don't know this, you don't take it seriously. But if you know this, doesn't it mean that you can't... have sex anymore?"

After all, when Luo Ge'er found out that she was pregnant, he was listening to what Doctor Hu said, which said that strenuous exercise was not suitable during pregnancy and that sexual intercourse should be avoided as little as possible.

But how can this be reduced? He feels that he has been in good spirits recently. Besides, how can a husband and wife communicate with each other without doing such things?

"Ahem." Yan Zhenshen never expected that his husband would worry about this kind of thing. He had to admit that he was inferior to her in terms of straightforwardness in this regard.

"It shouldn't be completely impossible. I'll just be gentler." Yan Zhenshen thought he would go down the mountain when the weather was clearer. He would then go to ask Doctor Hu.

But we can't listen to what that half-baked Wang Wu says anymore.

"That's so boring." Chu Xiao curled his lips, but special circumstances require special treatment. If it really doesn't work, he can only make do with it.

The corners of Yan Zhenshen's mouth twitched. He thought it would be better not to discuss this matter any further. It would be bad if his son heard it.

"I'll go cook." Yan Zhenshen touched Chu Xiao's belly again before reluctantly going to the kitchen, fearing that if he didn't go, the pot would dry up again.

Chu Xiao lay alone on the kang and began to think about the future. He already had a child, so what next?

When he is born, feed him with goat milk or cow milk, or give him crystal fruit.

There is also the issue of raising children in the future. He doesn't want to revolve around children all the time, nor does he want a little thing to destroy his and Brother Shen's world of two.

It seems that the family will have to ask some people to come and help in the future, so that mother and third sister can have some time to help take care of the children. He still has to continue going up the mountain with Brother Shen.

The next issue is education. You don’t have to worry about that. With Qiao Qingyun around, I think he will teach the child attentively. At worst, the child can just recognize him as his godfather.

Chu Xiao thought through all the things that would happen next in his mind. Thinking this way, it seemed that he only needed to wait until the month to deliver the baby. Suddenly, he felt that having a baby was not that troublesome.

If my belly is good enough, I can give birth to ten or eight babies, and I can give a few to my second brother.

It’s a pleasant thought to think so.

Yan Zhenshen thinks much more long-term than Chu Xiao. He is considering that no matter whether the baby in his husband's belly is a boy or a boy, he has to work hard to make money. When the child grows up, there must be some family assets so that he can be confident and strong.

Moreover, the wife got pregnant less than a year after they got married. She is afraid that there will be a second and a third child in the future. With so many children, the expenses will increase further.

They can afford to raise them just by hunting. After all, farmers raise their children casually, and it’s nothing more than an extra pair of chopsticks.

But he always felt that his children could not be so casual. Even if they could not live a life of luxury, they should at least eat well and dress well.

For a moment, the people in the house were thinking, and those in the kitchen were also anxious.

However, Yan Zhenshen did not think about it for too long. He knew that Chu Xiao was a capable man who could even grow ginseng, so he naturally did not have to worry about not being able to raise a child.

In order to raise a baby well, you can get used to eating soft food after a while.

The rice still needed to simmer for a while, so Yan Zhenshen made a bowl of honey water and handed it to Chu Xiao: "Drink something to warm your stomach first, the food will have to wait for a while."

Chu Xiao was indeed a little thirsty, so he took the cup and drank half the bowl.

His stomach growled twice at an inopportune moment, and Chu Xiao touched his belly: "He's hungry, not me."

"I'll get you something to eat." Yan Zhenshen ran to the kitchen and took a look around. Most of the things in the thatched hut were stored in Fulang's space, so he couldn't find any food that could be eaten immediately.

Suddenly I remembered that my husband was crying out for hunger last night and had eaten half a bag of pastries, which he had left on the desk. When I entered the room, I saw that they were really there.

"You eat your pad first, I'll go make you some steamed eggs."

Chu Xiao nodded. He would get hungry easily due to depletion of mental energy, so anything he ate would taste delicious.