The fierce wife is the happy head of the family

Chapter 291 Send Pickled Vegetables
The bouts of morning sickness lasted for a whole day, until Qinglu was tossed so hard that the family felt very distressed and didn't know how to help her, so they could only pray to God to treat her better.

"It's so hard to have a child, mother is really great!" Qinglu sighed, all dissatisfaction with Mrs. Tang disappeared, and she just waited for a day when she would be free to go home and see her family.

Aunt Huang next door brought some sauerkraut, and Zhong Ye asked Xiaoyue to wash it in boiling water for Qinglu to eat, and Qinglu immediately became more energetic.

"Qinglu, you vomited so badly a while ago, and after eating light food, it all subsided. Logically speaking, you won't vomit again after that period. Why are you still so uncomfortable?" Zhong Ye Sitting next to Qinglu, he was puzzled.

"Si Niang, how about I go to the city and ask a doctor to show Qinglu." Zhou Wenqian suggested that seeing Qinglu suffer so much every day would drive him crazy.

"No, I'm much better after eating the sauerkraut given by Aunt Huang." Qinglu waved her hand, and said rather uncomfortablely, "There's no need to spend so much time, everyone come here like that."

"But." Zhou Wenqian was a little worried.

"It's the medicine that's three-point poisonous. I invited a doctor. He just prescribed medicine for relief and said a few words about rest. Besides, taking medicine is not good for children." Qinglu said, Zhou Wenqian thought it made sense, and wanted to say something , Qinglu held his hand to stop his thoughts.Zhou Wenqian was in a hurry to go to the school without thinking too much, so he asked Zhong Ye to take care of Qinglu, and left in a hurry.

"Si Niang, yesterday I heard someone say that they don't have any symptoms when they are pregnant. I am obviously delicate, and my sisters have never heard that they vomit badly. Am I too fragile?" Qinglu touched herself She felt a little dazed in her heart, if every child was like this, she really wouldn't dare to have one.

"Qinglu, who can talk when pregnant? Your emotions should be stable at this stage. Everyone's physique is different, and there are people who vomit up and down." Zhong Ye comforted, holding Qinglu's hand He said with his hand, "I remembered, when people vomited before, they ate preserved vegetables, sauerkraut and other miscellaneous vegetables. I'll ask Aunt Huang tomorrow if there are any, and I'll buy her some for you to eat."

"Okay." Qinglu nodded, and now she is going to lie down and rest. She is particularly sleepy recently, and she falls asleep right next to the bed, and no one disturbs her, so she can sleep for a long time.

It was just dawn, and as soon as Ah Da opened the door, Aunt Huang who was not far away saw it, went into the house, and then came over with a small jar in her arms, "Is Qinglu awake?"

"Young madam hasn't rested yet." Ah Da said softly, "What do you want her to do?"

"It's useless to tell you. Where's your aunt?" Aunt Huang asked again. Zhong Ye inside heard it and came out. Aunt Huang hurried over and handed the jar to Zhong Ye, "This is me. Pickled sauerkraut, you can make some porridge for Qinglu, it can relieve vomiting. After a while, my preserved vegetables are ready, and I will get some for you too. Being pregnant is different from ordinary people. I usually look at it Those who are strong will become weak all of a sudden. They are all people who have experienced pain. It’s okay. Qinglu wants to eat light food, rest well, and don’t vomit so much after a while. Strong."

"Thank you, Aunt Huang." Zhong Ye smiled gratefully, and took a few copper coins from his bosom to give to Aunt Huang.

"What are you doing?" Aunt Huang pushed back, and said in a serious tone, "The pickled vegetables grown at home are not worth much. If you use the power of your city on us again, I will never give up." Not with you anymore."

"Then I won't be polite, thank you, Aunt Huang." Zhong Ye was ashamed. The working people are the most sincere, and it's because they are supercilious.

Aunt Huang nodded in satisfaction, she looked up and saw Qinglu coming out, she hurried to meet her, took Qinglu to sit down in front of the stone, and said earnestly, "Qinglu, remember, you can eat it after a while You can’t eat too much, you have to control your own food intake. There is a saying in the countryside, “The child born with a big belly will grow thin, and the child born with a small belly can grow.” Look at our Chen In Jiacun, every woman has nothing to eat when she is pregnant, and the babies born are all strong."

Qinglu was very grateful when she heard it, and smiled weakly at Aunt Huang, but she was stuck in her throat when she wanted to say something.

"By the way, you are pregnant, did you tell your parents-in-law to take care of you?" Aunt Huang asked.

"Not yet." Qinglu shook her head, they were kicked out in name, how could they let their parents-in-law take care of them, she didn't need it either.

"Sour girl, I reckon your baby is a son, they will be happy when they find out." Aunt Huang didn't ask what happened to other people's family, but just told the truth.

"Not necessarily." Sister-in-law Tian came in, and she also carried a small jar with pickled cabbage in it. She came over and sat down, and handed the pickled cabbage to Qinglu, "Qinglu, I didn't hit you, I see I have given birth to many people, and they all like to eat sour food when they are pregnant. When this child is born, my daughter, I don’t know how many people died of crying. Those who give birth to sons have spoken. They also like to eat salty food. According to me, only salty food can give birth to sons. See if you can eat some of my pickled salty cabbage. If you can eat some, it is probably a son. .”

"Thank you Mrs. Tian, ​​but, no matter if it's a boy or a daughter, as long as it's my child, I like it." Qinglu doesn't like everyone talking about having a son as soon as they sit down, as if giving birth to a son can reach the sky in one step , There is nothing wrong with having a daughter.

"Qinglu, you are still young. Everyone has said, 'Raise a son to prevent old age'. No matter what, you will have a son. The daughters are all married off, like water poured out. She has to cherish her home. How can she have time to manage it? Are you alive or dead?" Sister-in-law Tian said leisurely, and Aunt Huang agreed.

"How many sons were born, and no one took care of them when they were old, how many daughters were born, and the daughters often went back to take care of them when they were old?" Qinglu argued.

"That's a minority after all." Tian's sister-in-law can say very well, "A son is a son, and a daughter is a daughter. Look at my kid, although he is young, he knows that he has to take care of his parents when he grows up. My little daughter only cares about her parents. Eat, I'm still worried that if I can't get married in the future, I will hurt my natal family."

"Sister-in-law Tian, ​​please stop." Qinglu didn't want to listen anymore, she had seen too many patriarchal thoughts, and although she despised them, she couldn't shake their thoughts, so she could only choose not to continue communicating.

"Of course, my daughter also needs to have someone to talk to." Aunt Huang said, "My daughter is married to Liujiacun, and she will come back every year and holiday. She listens carefully to my nagging. Comfortable."

"That's true." Sister-in-law Tian corrected her words, and Qinglu felt comfortable listening.

After a while, Sister-in-law Tian and Aunt Huang left, and Qinglu was also happy.

(End of this chapter)