Baiyue Cave Master

Before the Chinese New Year, Wang Yuanchao's family received good news.

Zhang Yuanyuan's menstruation has not come for a month, and now she has dry heaves from time to time every day.

The experienced widow Du quickly concluded that Zhang Yuanyuan was pregnant.

However, the entire Northeast was now blocked by heavy snow, and Wang Yuanchao had no way to take Zhang Yuanyuan to the city's hospital for a checkup.

Fortunately, there was no change in Zhang Yuanyuan after she became pregnant. Except for her larger appetite, everything else was normal.

This made Widow Du extremely envious. When she was pregnant, she vomited a lot from the beginning of her pregnancy until she gave birth to Zhang Yuanyuan.

As for Zhang Yuanyuan, she seemed as if nothing had happened. She ate with great relish and had no reaction at all.

Someone cooks the meals and washes the clothes. From time to time, you can sleep when you want to and get up when you want to.

Comparing yourself with others will only make you feel pissed. How could Widow Du, who had worked so hard to get pregnant, not feel jealous? But since she was the one who doted on her own daughter, Widow Du could only take care of all the housework at home so that Zhang Yuanyuan could take better care of her pregnancy.

Wang Yuanchao is relatively calm about the new family member, because he can take care of the baby without any pressure.

In addition, Wang Yuanchao does not need to worry too much because his mother-in-law is taking care of him at home.

The only thing that made Wang Yuanchao sad was that he was a young man, strong and healthy, full of passion and energy every day, but he had no place to vent his anger every day.

It would be fine if he had not tasted meat yet, but now Wang Yuanchao is used to eating big fish and meat every day, and suddenly he has to be a monk for several months. Who can bear this?

In the past life, social competition was fierce and life pressure was high. Many young people believed that their children and grandchildren would have their own blessings, and they would enjoy their own happiness without having children.

I don't want to have children at all, and I care less and less about bloodline inheritance.

The importance that this era places on bloodline inheritance is simply not something that young people in previous lives could understand.

In this era, a woman who cannot give birth to a child is like an old hen that does not lay eggs, and will be blamed and despised by everyone around her.

Being stabbed in the spine every day is just the lightest punishment; the spit could drown her to death.

Zhang Yuanyuan has been married for such a long time but still hasn't gotten pregnant. I don't know how much pressure she is under.

Now that she is suddenly pregnant, Zhang Yuanyuan has a beaming smile on her face every day, she is so happy.

People in this era value having many children. The more children you have, the more prosperous your family will be. The country also encourages people to have more children.

For a time, the two women in Wang Yuanchao's family felt that their life was becoming more and more promising. They were full of energy every day and walked around the house with a breeze.

Looking at his lively young wife sitting on the sofa, Wang Yuanchao handed her a glass of spiritual spring water and said:

"Come on, wife, if you are pregnant, drink less tea and more water. Also, it's cold outside today, so you can't go out for a walk, okay?"

Zhang Yuanyuan was in a really good mood recently. When she heard her man's caring words, she smiled and said:

"Okay, sir, I'll be careful."

Wang Yuanchao looked at his beautiful daughter-in-law and nodded, his heart was furious. After a while, he sighed and thought to himself

"Oh, forget it. Children are the bond of emotion and the continuation of life. The development of society cannot be separated from children.

My wife likes this child so much, I have to take care of her feelings.

It’s okay to feel bad every day, it’s only for this period of time anyway.”

However, due to the times, children of this generation are generally more sensible and their demands are not as high as those of parents in the past.

At that time, as long as I don't let my children go hungry and send them to school, I can raise the children in the village as I want.

In any case, Wang Yuanchao will never spoil his children in his life. A child raised in this way will easily become a giant baby and a ungrateful person.

As a wealthy man, Wang Yuanchao doesn't really care whether his future children are filial or not, because Wang Yuanchao has many choices in this life.

Wang Yuanchao would take better care of filial children, and would let unfilial children fend for themselves.

In this life, Wang Yuanchao would not devote all his energy and good things to his children just for the sake of bloodline inheritance or continuation.

The first thing he thinks about is to live a good life, and when he has spare energy, he can take care of the people he loves. Wang Yuanchao thinks this is good enough.

After all, Wang Yuanchao's roots are still those of a sophisticated egoist cultivated in the materialistic era of his previous life. He has absolutely no spirit of devoting himself to anyone or anything.

"Yuan Chao, how about stewing pig's feet for lunch today?

The pair of pig's feet we got for Chinese New Year have not been eaten yet."

Wang Yuanchao thought for a moment and said:

"Mom, you didn't eat the pig's head and feet, right?"

"Yes, they are all pickled in a big water vat."

"How about this, I have thirteen spices at home, I'll make a pot of marinade later and stew the pig's head and pig's feet, we'll eat braised pig's head and pig's feet today."

"Ah... OK, then I'll light the stove for you."

Wang Yuanchao stood up, hugged his mother-in-law and pushed her to the edge of the sofa, and after he made her sit down, he said:

"I can just go and stew it myself. The kitchen is cold now, so there's no need to waste two people there.

You warmed yourself up in the room and chatted with Yuanyuan.

I’ll just do it.”

After that, Wang Yuanchao came to the kitchen and first put the pickled pig heads and pig feet in the large water tank into the static space.

Then take out a fresh pig's head and a pair of fresh pig's feet from the still space.

Wang Yuanchao first poured a pot of water into a large iron pot, then lit the stove, put the pig's feet and pig's head into the stove one by one, and used an open flame to burn the hair off the pig's feet and pig's head.

Then use hot water in a large iron pot and use a knife to scrape off the dirt on the pig's feet and head, and then wash them clean.

Wang Yuanchao refilled the large iron pot with cold water, put the pig's head and pig's feet into the large iron pot and blanched them.

I cut a large piece of ginger, a handful of chili pepper, two scallions, three cloves of garlic, an onion, and then used star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves and thirteen other spices to make a sachet.

Then use the small stove next to it, add oil, ginger slices, chili peppers, green onions, garlic, onion slices into the pot, add moldy beans, soy sauce, white wine, chili powder, and stir-fry until fragrant.

Take out the blanched pig's head and pig's feet and put them back into the big iron pot.

Add cold water to a large iron pot to cover the pig's head, then put the fried ingredients and thirteen spices into the large iron pot, add salt, cover the pot, and start braising the pig's head and pig's feet.

While the pig's head and trotters were being braised, Wang Yuanchao cooked a pot of rice on a small stove. He started cooking in two pots at the same time, very quickly.

In the cold winter in Northeast China, it is a pleasure to sit next to the stove and add firewood to it. The winter here is too cold, even Wang Yuanchao, who possesses traditional martial arts skills, finds it a little too cold.

After the pig's head and trotters have been braised for an hour, they are taken out and placed in a ceramic basin. The rice is taken out and placed on the coffee table next to the sofa. Lunch is officially served.