Contentment grows joy

Chapter 72

There is still a week until the due date.

Mili finally felt that she was a little bulky, and she started to walk with her stomach full, and her feet involuntarily spread out in a small splayed.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, he took a closer look at his own appearance.

It's already like a round ball.

"It's ugly!"

Millet pouted at herself in the mirror.

"Where is it? It's so beautiful!"

Shen Ziqiang was seriously putting breakfast on the table without raising his eyelids.

"Honey, come and eat while it's hot."

"You didn't even look at it, how can you say I'm beautiful?"

"Your beauty is in my heart, I can feel it without looking."

Shen Ziqiang raised his head and looked at Millet lovingly.

"Eat, eat, eat, you will call me to eat all day long!"

Millet pouted at him dissatisfied.

"Look, look, how fat have I become?"

"Not fat, but still so slender, look, the waist is still there."

Shen Ziqiang put his arms around Mili's waist, and slowly led her to the dining table.

"Just know how to make me happy."

Millet stretched out her hand and pinched Shen Ziqiang's face.

"Well, not bad, the face is big, fleshy, thick-skinned"

"Wife, as long as you are happy."

Shen Ziqiang grinned and smiled, making a very docile and well-behaved expression.

"Hey, I don't know if it can be recovered."

While biting the steamed stuffed bun that Wen Cuizhi had made the day before and left here, Millet looked down at her belly resting on her lap with a sad face.

"Will do."

Shen Ziqiang handed the milk to her hand, then gently slid his hand to Mioli's stomach, and patted it lightly.

"Kids, be obedient, don't stretch mommy's stomach too much, and let mommy recover easily, do you hear me? Don't bully mommy. If you dare to bully mommy, daddy will never end with you."

"Come on, look at your seriousness, can the child in your belly understand?"

Millet smiled and turned sideways, twisted her buttocks, and shook off his hand.

"Prenatal education, tell him to love his mother from the mother's womb."

Millet chuckled and looked at Shen Ziqiang with a naughty look.

"What are you laughing at? What I said is true, I am very honest."

"Did I say you were fake? Did I say you were dishonest?"

"No."

"That's fine"

Before the sweet breakfast was over, a phone call made Miu Li's mood fall to the bottom.

"Xiaoqiang, are you free now, can you come over here?"

Wen Cuizhi's voice sounded trembling and helpless.

"What's the matter, Mom?"

Shen Ziqiang immediately tensed up.

"Come here, your dad"

Wen Cuizhi's voice was a little crying, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Okay, Mom, don't worry, we'll be right over."

"Honey, you stay at home first, I'll go to Xinyang Garden."

Shen Ziqiang looked at Mili nervously.

"Mom, what happened to them?"

"I don't know, it's Dad, Mom is so scared that I can't speak clearly."

"Then I'll go with you."

Millet's heart followed closely.

When Shen Ziqiang and Mioli rushed to Xinyang Garden in a hurry, a group of people crowded at their door.

Pushing aside the crowd, Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan stood at the door, their faces blushing.

There were still tiny tears in Wen Cuizhi's eyes.

Shen Yuehan grinned at the group of people and rubbed his hands together, unable to speak a word.

"Tell me, what should I do?"

An old lady in the crowd, about the same age as Wen Cuizhi, stared at John Shen with an aggressive look.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Shen Ziqiang separated from the crowd and walked to Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan.

Millet followed Shen Ziqiang.

When everyone saw a pregnant woman, they automatically moved out of the way.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Shen Yuehan didn't speak, Mioli pulled Wen Cuizhi and asked softly.

"It's not your dad, who insisted on spitting from the balcony. I told him several times, but he didn't listen. Now it's all right. He spit on a child, and he came to find him."

While Wen Cuizhi was talking, she looked angrily and helplessly at the bewildered and embarrassed Shen Yuehan.

"I told him all about it. You told him last time, but he just didn't listen, and even said that it's okay to get in the way. Take a look, take a look, it's true"

Looking at Shen Yuehan who was "besieged" by those people, there was an indescribable feeling in Mili's heart.

Shen Yuehan likes to cough, and when he coughs, he will get phlegm. Whenever there is phlegm, he will go to the balcony and spit it down.

Below their building is a piece of lawn. Although the lawn is surrounded by a fence, occasionally some old people and children go for a walk on the lawn to bask in the sun.

Millet persuaded Shen Yuehan not to spit on the bottom, and be careful to spit on other people. When the time comes, it will be bad if they find him.

"Hey, it's okay, there's no one down there, I've seen it all, I always vomit when there's no one there."

John Shen wiped the corner of his mouth with his hands, and smiled indifferently, stubbornly maintaining his habit.

Millet watched him wipe the phlegm hanging from the corner of his mouth onto his hands, and was about to help Wen Cuizhi set the dishes again.

"No need, Dad, you go and wash your hands first."

Miu Li couldn't help it, looked at Wen Cuizhi, and then pointed to the bathroom.

"Hey, it's okay, my hands are not dirty, I just washed them."

"I told you to wash it, so go wash it." Wen Cuizhi came over and pushed Shen Yuehan into the bathroom.

"Wash, wash, why wash so many hands a day, such a waste of water!"

John Shen didn't dare to do anything to Miu Li, so he yelled at Wen Cuizhi.

"Look, there is still phlegm in your hand, here, shouldn't people ask you to wash it? Wash your hands when you should wash your hands, and don't wipe your mouth with your hands for fear of wasting water."

Whenever Wen Cuizhi had Mili beside her, she and John Shen would speak with much more confidence and voice.

After several times of persuasion by Miili to no avail, she stopped talking.

I thought, one day, when you vomit on others and provoke others, you will know what is getting in the way and what is not getting in the way.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for something to happen.

This old man who was stubborn and tried his best to keep the habits he had since he was a child, was looking at the angry and dissatisfied faces at the door with disbelief at this time, like a child who did something wrong, his eyes flickered. fear.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my dad just came from the countryside and doesn't understand some rules of city life. Please bear with me, we promise, it won't happen next time."

After hearing the ins and outs clearly, Shen Ziqiang bowed to the crowd apologetically.

"Coming from the countryside can't be an excuse for spitting. We are also from the countryside, so we don't spitting. Look at the sputum marks on the child. I don't know if there is an infectious disease."

The old lady is a sharp-tongued character.

"No, no."

Shen Yuehan stood beside Shen Ziqiang in embarrassment, and hurriedly answered in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, how about this, I'll buy a new dress for the little girl." Shen Ziqiang said while taking out 300 yuan from his pocket and stuffing it into the old lady's hand.

He kept nodding and bowing his head and apologized repeatedly.

"That's right, I'm really sorry, my father is quite nice." Millet followed Shen Ziqiang and said.

The old lady looked at Millet and Shen Ziqiang, then at Wen Cuizhi and Shen Yuehan, looked around the living room, nodded, took the money and left.

When Shen Ziqiang was about to close the door, she turned back.

Wen Cuizhi was so frightened that she quickly grabbed Miu Li's arm.

"Auntie, do you have anything else to do?"

Shen Ziqiang asked calmly.

"It's nothing, I just remind you kindly, you must be careful of the elderly at home, this time it's spitting, next time, if you throw something down and hit someone, what can I do?"

"Yes, yes, you are right in reminding me, I will talk to my dad about it."

The old lady asked several times worriedly before leaving.

"Dad, here is no better than my hometown. There are many people who spit, and you can spit it into the toilet."

"Yeah, I'm lucky today, nothing serious happened. Next time, don't spit out anymore, just spit into the spittoon I bought for you."

With Shen Ziqiang around, Millet is much more at ease when speaking.

"That's right, look at you, you spent 300 yuan to spit out a mouthful of phlegm, you say you."

Wen Cuizhi felt distressed about the 300 cash that he just took out, and became even more verbose.

"You talk about it"

Shen Yuehan looked at Wen Cuizhi and stroked his tongue clumsily, but he couldn't say anything except you.

He also felt sorry for the 300 yuan.

"Okay, don't talk about it, just leave it like this, just don't spit outside in the future."

Seeing Shen Yuehan's annoyed look, Mili hurriedly persuaded everyone.

"Then, I'm going to buy some food. Why don't you eat here at noon?"

Wen Cuizhi's inquiring eyes turned to Miu Li.

"Well, that's fine."

Millet looked at Shen Ziqiang and Shen Yuehan, and nodded slightly.

"I'll go with you."

Mili is not used to John Shen without Wen Cuizhi by his side.

After going out, she realized that she forgot to bring her mobile phone, so Miili went back to get her mobile phone.

When passing by the bathroom, I found that John Shen didn't even close the door when he went to the bathroom.

Embarrassed and annoyed, Mioli rushed to Shen Ziqiang who was watching TV.

"Dad never closes the door when he goes to the bathroom."

"what?"

"Dad, don't close the door when you go to the toilet."

Millet pouted aggrievedly.

"I see, I'll tell him."

Shen Ziqiang got up quickly and walked towards John Shen's room.

"Dad, when you go to the toilet, remember to close the door. After using the toilet, you must flush it. Don't be afraid of wasting water. Don't save it for a few times before flushing. The smell is too strong."

"Good good."

John Shen smiled and agreed repeatedly.

In the summer, Miu Li had already reported to Shen Ziqiang that Shen Yuehan didn't flush the toilet after going to the bathroom.

Shen Ziqiang never found a chance to tell John Shen.

Wen Cuizhi felt sorry for the water at first, and thought about saving it for two flushes before flushing, but Mili couldn't take it anymore, so she told Wen Cuizhi that she had to flush it every time she went to the toilet.

"That's ok, then I remember rushing every time, my nose is deaf and I can't smell it."

Wen Cuizhi said shyly, pulling on her apron.

"It's okay. If you're afraid of wasting water, you can wash it with vegetable washing water, but you must wash it, otherwise, the whole house will smell."

Mili has a good nose, but after pregnancy, no smell can escape her nose.

very sensitive!
"Then remember to tell Dad."

"it is good."

Although Wen Cuizhi agreed to tell Shen Yuehan, Shen Yuehan still went his own way, causing Miu Li to go to the toilet every time he returned home, flushing and scrubbing.

People say that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is not very good.

Miu Li thinks that Wen Cuizhi has nothing to criticize, but Shen Yuehan has many bad habits that Miu Li cannot bear.

"How about we send Dad back and leave Mom here alone?"

Shen Ziqiang took Miu Li's hand and said seriously.

"Hey, forget it, I don't want it anymore."

Mili thought for a while and rejected Shen Ziqiang's proposal.

"Old people say that when you are old, you are always with you, that is, you have a companion when you are old, and they have never been separated in your life. When you get old, we as children have to separate them. Isn't it unfilial? Can cook, you let him go back to his hometown alone to eat air? Mom can’t read, so it’s inconvenient to be alone. Besides, when I go to work, she’s at home alone, and she doesn’t even have anyone to talk to.”

Speaking of this topic, Miu Li seriously thought about it. If she and Shen Ziqiang are both old in the future, no one can try to separate them, how painful it will be!

Not even a biological child!
"The old couple traveled thousands of miles to come to this strange environment. If there is no one who speaks their native language on weekdays, wouldn't it be more lonely, and I can't ask Dad to go back. As for the habits, you can talk to him more and change slowly."

When Mili thought of Shen Yuehan's habits, she felt hairy, but she held back.

"Well, well then, listen to you, wife!"

Millet and Wen Cuizhi walked in the vegetable market one after the other.

A tall woman walked up to Wen Cuizhi and greeted Wen Cuizhi affectionately.

Wen Cuizhi made friends so quickly?

Mili looked at the woman curiously. She was around 40 years old and dressed in rustic clothes.

"This is Wang Yan. He used to chase Xiaoqiang very much, and even came to our hometown. I think it's not bad, but Xiaoqiang doesn't want to say anything. He thinks she is too fierce and domineering."

Wen Cuizhi smiled and said nonchalantly.

Strange, isn't she worried that I'm jealous and angry?

Millet looked at Wen Cuizhi, she still didn't feel nervous after leaking her words.

"Mom, are you not afraid that I will be angry when you say this?"

"What's there to be angry about? It's all about Chen Zhima and rotten millet. Besides, you are not the kind of person who cares about everything."

Wen Cuizhi smiled reassuringly.

"Really? I'm that good?"

Mili unconsciously reached out and took the two pieces of tofu that Wen Cuizhi had just bought.

"Yes, you are very good. Is it because Xiaoqiang waited so long for you to get married."

Wen Cuizhi smiled and lowered her head.

"is it?"

Millet also laughed.

"There is another one, who has been chatting with Xiaoqiang for many years. It seems that he has a high degree of education at the same time. I have seen photos, and he is also very beautiful. I also persuaded Xiaoqiang at that time. I said, Xiaoqiang, don't you I chose, this is good, otherwise, you can get married. However, Xiaoqiang didn't want to, the woman seemed to leave later, Xiaoqiang didn't say anything, and the woman seemed to call him and ask him why he didn't look for him her or something"

What Wen Cuizhi said should be Han Ting.

"Is there? Another one? So, Mom, are there any others?"

The corners of Mili's mouth twitched slightly.

"Others? No more. Xiaoqiang is honest. If he is not married, he will not talk casually. As for the two I just mentioned, he just gave me a rough idea, and he didn't say whether he talked with them."

"Oh."

Millet smiled.

"Husband, today, Mom told me that you had two relationships before, one was Han Ting and the other was Wang Yan. We just saw each other when we were shopping for vegetables. You still said you have never been in a relationship?!"

Millet suppressed a smile, pretending to be angry and questioning Shen Ziqiang.

"Wife, I'm really wronged. I really haven't talked about it! They, they are really not in love. I haven't even admitted it. What kind of love is this?"

Shen Ziqiang knelt down on the ground very cooperatively, hugging Miu Li's legs and shaking them gently.

"Master Qingtian must learn from you"

"Okay, okay, take it easy, and be careful not to knock me down."

Millet couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed hahaha.

"Okay, wife, you're teasing me again! I'm ignoring you!"

Shen Ziqiang got up, sat down angrily, turned his head away, and pretended to be angry.

"Really ignore it?"

"real."

"Then I'm thirsty."

"Hey, okay, I'll get some water right away."

Shen Ziqiang jumped up reflexively, kissed Miu Li on the face, and quickly ran to the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)