MTL - After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried.-Chapter 342 It becomes bigger like blowing up a balloon

So, the man could only bite the bullet and continue talking.

 It’s just that the voice gradually became smaller and smaller strategically.

 In the end, Yun Qinghuan couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep completely.

Bai Naihan glanced at the woman in his arms. He was still telling the story and did not dare to stop. He was afraid that his sleeping wife would suddenly wake up again. After talking for about ten minutes, he slowly stopped and patted her sleeping daughter-in-law. Man, couldn't help but smile.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the face, adjusted a suitable position, let her sleep on the bed, and covered her with the quilt. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, got out of bed, returned the comic to An An, and went to the kitchen to cook. Soup.

The factory is on annual leave now, and as long as Bai Naihan is at home, he doesn't let Yun Qinghuan cook.

Even when guests came to his house during the Chinese New Year, he was not willing to pretend to let Yun Qinghuan cook, in order to show his status in the family.

 But now that Bai Naihan said it was because of his wife, I have to say that they were a little jealous. For a moment, they were a little envious of Yun Qinghuan's good life.

　　It is something that makes you suffocate just thinking about it.

 It was clear that she didn't mean what she said, but he was still very happy.

 For a moment, they all felt sour in their hearts.

Those relatives were shocked at first, then looked at Yun Qinghuan in condemnation, and said to Bai Naihan, "Why are you the one cooking? How can a man cook? Let your wife cook, and you come and talk to us."

 Not to mention those who are worried about the smell of cooking oil in the kitchen and take the initiative to cook.

 I also ate two big steamed buns.

 The man naturally followed her and put the clothes on her.

This era was very poor, and no one was rich. Generally speaking, all the dishes served on the table were eaten completely, and nothing was left. This meant that the hostess worked hard for most of the day and could not even take a bite of the food she cooked.

As for the men in those families, they don’t seem to be aware of the suffering and grievances suffered by their wives. They just feel that women have been like this since ancient times, even their mothers, and no one has raised any objections.

Yun Qinghuan shook his head and touched his full belly, "I'm full."

How come none of their men were so considerate when they were pregnant with their children?

Those men lie down when they get home, show their macho chauvinism, chat with outsiders, and show that they are the head of the family. They don’t even help the oil bottle at home when it falls. As for their women, they take care of the whole family like old scalpers. There is no stopping.

 Before Bai Naihan could speak, Liu Yuzhi stood up and said, "Our family doesn't have as many rules as other families. In my family, both men and women can cook. No one stipulates that cooking must be done by women."

The faces of those people were a little ugly, but they were probably used to Liu Yuzhi's mouth, and they quickly returned to normal, smiling and saying, "Why don't you eat? We were just talking casually, anyone in your family can cook."

 After all, as the old saying goes, a gentleman stays far away from the kitchen, and it is considered a shame for a man to cook.

Yun Qinghuan just smiled and said nothing. She blinked at him with her big eyes. Then she stretched out her hand lazily and said coquettishly, "Just put some clothes on for me. I don't want to move."

Moreover, he doesn’t care at all what his relatives think of him.

 The man also smiled, and it was obvious that he was happy, "You are the only one who can say nice things."

As she spoke, she ordered her son, "Hurry up and do it. If anyone doesn't want to eat, they can leave now and I won't stop them."

　　　二三.一五五.一三六.八六

 As long as they can have food to eat.

But Bai Naihan didn't have the bad habits of men in this era. Instead, he respected Yun Qinghuan extraordinarily. During the New Year, when relatives came, he took over the entire kitchen work, washing, cutting and cooking vegetables. He was good at everything.

Bo Naihan also stewed braised pork and fried a plate of lettuce, and she ate a lot of both.

With Bai Naihan's words, a few people became even more chatty. They admitted that they said this partly because they were afraid that a grown man would not cook well.

Just now, Yun Qinghuan woke up and it was already dark. The man had already stewed the soup, which was mushroom and hen soup. She smelled the aroma when she woke up.

Yun Qinghuan narrowed his eyes and smiled brightly, "Bai Naihan, I find that I really like you more and more day by day."

 Then the man next to him couldn't help laughing.

After all, in many families, the hostess is busy cooking in the kitchen during the Chinese New Year. In the end, after working so hard to prepare a table of dishes, she is not even qualified to serve it.

 The woman suppressed her blush and did not dare to tell the man about her grievances.

The man came in at the right time, saw her and smiled and said, "Are you awake? The chicken soup is ready. I'll give you a bowl to cool down, and you can drink it later."

But Bai Naihan had no such idea at all, and under the disbelief eyes of his relatives, he smiled and invited people to sit in the main room, and said that dinner would be served later.

At that time, Yun Qing was happy to see that her mother-in-law and the man were both protecting her, and her heart was filled with warmth.

 At night, she drank hot chicken soup. The chicken soup was very fresh, and she drank two bowls in a row.

 She looked lazy, like a kitten, slumped in his arms as soft as a bone and didn't want to move.

I didn't realize it when I was eating. After drinking the chicken soup, I burped loudly. When I raised my head, I found that Xiao Shitou An'an, her mother-in-law, and Bai Naihan were all looking at me in shock.

Bai Naihan explained with a smile beside him, "My wife is pregnant and has some morning sickness. She feels uncomfortable after staying in the kitchen for a long time. I feel sorry for my wife. Don't worry, although this meal is made by me, it is not as delicious as my wife's. But the taste won’t be too bad, and I promise to entertain you well.”

Liu Yuzhi smiled and shook her head, "What's too much? You should eat more. As usual, you should be pregnant this month. It turns out that your belly is still so flat. It must be because you usually eat less. You should eat more." , how about I go get you some more soup?"

　　She was rude in criticizing others.

Just like some women are afraid of the pain of giving birth, these men will make sarcastic remarks to the side, "Which woman doesn't give birth? How painful can it be? Isn't it just like taking a poop, with a little effort to give birth?"

Yun Qinghuan realized in hindsight that he had eaten much more than usual, and couldn't help but blush, "Did I eat too much?"

Liu Yuzhi was afraid that what she just said would scare her, so she hurriedly explained, "But don't worry, it's probably because the child in your belly is developing late. Some pregnant women are like this. The belly is not obvious in the first few months. In the next few months, my belly started to grow bigger like a balloon."

“Of course, it could be that it’s winter now and your belly isn’t so visible because you’re wearing a cotton-padded jacket.”

When Yun Qinghuan heard what her mother-in-law said, her hands froze and they became bigger like blowing up a balloon?

She was so reminded that when Qiao Yue was pregnant with twin girls, in the later stages, her belly was so big that it was scary!