Traveling through the money-making life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 1329 Rou'er is Shen Zhuo's Fat Pig

Shen Zhuo is very generous, but in Chen Rou's view, this kind of generosity is tantamount to not saying anything.

"Rou'er, are you hungry? I made chicken soup for you. It's made in a crock pot, and it's more fragrant than the one made in an iron pot."

Chen Rou has seen that kind of crock pot at home. The piglets bought by Shen Zhuo use that kind of crock pot to stew porridge. When cooking, just add firewood to the stove. When the rice is cooked, the porridge in the crock is also cooked.

"Brother Zhuo, do you use the crock pot for pig porridge to stew chicken soup for me, do you want to make me a pig?" Chen Rou looked at Shen Zhuo puffed up, with cheeks on both sides round like a bun.

Shen Zhuo withdrew the hand on Chen Rou's stomach, gently pinched Chen Rou's cheek, and said with a doting face. "Rou'er is not our pig, but a little fat pig."

"..."

"Then your little fat pig is going to eat meat now, so hurry up and get the meat for your little fat pig. If you lose weight from hunger, you have to be responsible." Chen Rou said these words in a fit of anger Who knew that Shen Zhuo actually left the house, and when he came back, he took a black earthen pot, covered it with a bowl, put the bowl on the table, and poured out the chicken soup inside.

Just like what Shen Zhuo said, the chicken soup stewed in a crock pot has a much stronger aroma than that stewed in an iron pot. The aroma of the chicken soup overflows in the room, and the taste buds are drooling all the time.

Produced by Shen Zhuo, it must be a high-quality product.

Shocked, Chen Rou sat up directly from the bed, and Shen Zhuo was so frightened that she almost threw the bowl in her hand.

"Rou'er, lie down quickly."

"What's the matter, it's because you have a baby, and it's not because you're sick. No one said you can't go to the ground if you have a baby, right?" Chen Rou looked puzzled.

"Your fetus is unstable, especially after being frightened, you have to lie on the bed for at least six or seven days."

"Ah, six or seven days, isn't this the same as confinement?" Chen Rou shouted, she is simply someone who can't be disliked, don't you want her to die if you don't let her jump up and down?

It is said that I like the life of Mi Chong, which is based on allowing myself to go out and jump.

"What little confinement child, you should just be with Bean Sprouts. After a few months, your stomach will get big, and it won't be so easy for you to play with her."

Having a big belly would be hard work, and it was a hot day, Shen Zhuo thought it was hard work for a daughter-in-law.

"That's fine. From tomorrow, I'll play with bean sprouts for seven days." Chen Rou smiled with her eyes narrowed into a straight line, just like Shen Zhuo said, it's not bad from another angle.

When the chicken soup was filled, Shen Zhuo blew it on Chen Rou for a while, and then handed it to Chen Rou after he was sure it was not hot.

"Brother Zhuo, have you eaten yet?"

"Well, I had dinner."

The implication was that he didn't eat the chicken soup, so Chen Rou hurriedly handed the bowl to Shen Zhuo. "I want to eat the pancake baked by Brother Zhuo. Brother Zhuo brings a bowl of chicken soup and drinks it with me, and Godmother and the others, if they haven't slept, ask them to drink it together!"

"You are a generous person. There are only two bowls of soup in the earthen pot. With so many people, one spoonful is not enough for each person. Don't worry, I will buy a bigger hen tomorrow morning and stew them in an iron pot." One pot."

The earthen jar is very small, if you put half a chicken in it, there won't be much water in it. In the end, there are only two bowls of chicken soup, but Chen Rou still has to take out a bowl for each person. How can this be enough?

"Hey, didn't you forget it? Two bowls are better, one bowl for you and one bowl for me. Let's eat alone, not for them."

(End of this chapter)