My newlywed husband is infertile, but I’m pregnant

As an unwelcome guest, Wan Jiang pushed his young master Zhong to occupy the seat on Qiao Xi's left.

Huo Xingzhou was sitting on her right side.

The tit for tat is very obvious.

Qiao Xi was suddenly restrained by Huo Xingzhou and Zhong Yi.

She was stunned for a while and said: "Sitting like this may be a bit crowded."

She and Huo Xingzhou usually sat alone, and no one else would occupy the seat next to her. Sit in the seat opposite or in front or behind with a wink.

This is a long table.

"Oh, Mr. Zhong!"

Sun Weimeng was very discerning and pushed Wan Jiang away. He pushed Zhong Yi's wheelchair and pushed him directly to the seat furthest away from Qiao Xi.

"Mr. Zhong, everyone in our family has a seat for meals. If we change seats suddenly, we won't be able to eat if we are not used to it. It's your first time coming to our Huo family for dinner, so I'm afraid you don't know our habits. Sit here, Normally, this is the seat when guests come.”

Sun Weimeng's words are very clear, you are a guest and we are family members.

Although he loved watching the excitement, he couldn't let Huo Xingzhou get angry for no reason.

This is his boss!

Zhong Yi was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes falling on Sun Weimeng like knives.

Sun Weimeng is not afraid at all.

He even smiled at Zhong Yi.

Zhong Yi rolled his eyes and said, "I don't like sitting so far away. I don't feel like a family with you."

Finally, relying on his shamelessness, he sat across from Qiao Xi.

The dishes are all served.

No one moved their chopsticks first.

Qiao Xi's hand tugged on Huo Xingzhou's clothes under the table, hoping that he would not argue with a patient. But Huo Xingzhou was unfazed and didn't even look at him in response.

She stood up, poured a bowl of corn rib soup for Huo Xingzhou, put it in front of him and said, "This corn is very tender and the soup is not greasy. It is best for regulating the stomach and intestines. Drink a bowl of soup before meals."

Huo Xingzhou glanced at the large bowl of vegetable and rice cake soup, picked up the white spoon and took a sip.

A faint smile appeared on Qiao Xi's lips.

"Xixi."

Zhong Yi, who was opposite, looked at her kindly and said, "I'm not very convenient. Could you please give me a bowl of vegetable and rice cake soup?"

"……it is good."

Sun Weimeng wanted to stand up and take his place, but was silenced by Zhong Yi's stern look.

His little heart was beating wildly, he couldn't afford to offend him!

All he could do was watch Qiao Xi serve Zhong Yi a small bowl of vegetable and rice cake soup.

Sun Weimeng licked his lips and said, "I want to eat it too!"

Qiao Xi smiled and served him a bowl, "Be careful of it being hot."

The green vegetable and rice cake soup looked pure and white, the vegetables were chopped very finely, and the rice cake was cooked soft and glutinous.

The chopsticks will slide down once you pinch them.

The food looks very bland, but it exudes a light fragrance.

It's a feeling of home.

The taste is not top-notch, but it is warm and cozy. It was as if the taste buds that had been sleeping for a long time were awakened.

Zhong Yi took a bite, and the familiar taste reminded him of scenes from many years ago.

They had no money before, and their life in the village was simple and hard.

But he missed it all his life.

The vegetables are crisp and tender, and the rice cakes are springy and soft.

"It still smells the same. It reminds me of the scene when we had dinner together when we were children. I remember that you didn't like eating vegetables and always liked to ask Grandma Qiao to crack an egg." Zhong Yi raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Xi and said slowly.

Talking about the past, Qiao Xi's heart softened: "Because I always feel that green vegetable leaves have a fishy smell, and I still don't get used to it. But the local eggs in the village are more popular with city people, and grandma always saves the eggs to buy them." Money helps me study.”

Therefore, when she was a child, she was not able to eat eggs very often.

"Now I'll tell you a secret." Zhong Yi and Qiao Xi talked about the past, and no one could intervene in the inexplicable atmosphere.

Their past has nothing to do with anyone else.

Qiao Xi asked in confusion: "What secret?"

Zhong Yi's eyes were filled with tiny smiles and tenderness: "Actually, it's not that I don't like eggs."

Qiao Xi's eyes flashed with surprise, and then she understood: "Are you leaving Grandpa Cheng's eggs... for me to eat?"

"You were too skinny at that time, and I'm afraid you won't grow up. Giving you a hard-boiled egg every day will at least add some nutrients."

Zhong Yi did a lot of little things for her, but he never talked about it.

In the past, young people were arrogant and did not like their mother-in-law.

Sometimes showing kindness is awkward. But the feelings in youth are the purest, whether it is love or family affection.

It was only after many years that Qiao Xi realized his hidden intentions. She thought to herself that if she didn't get to know him again, she would never know these things until her death.

How many little secrets does he hide?

"Ayi..."

Qiao Xi shouted and said, "If you feel lonely eating alone in the future, you can come to us. It will be much more lively if we sit together as a family and eat together."

"it is good."

Zhong Yi responded calmly and glanced at Huo Xingzhou.

After Sun Weimeng saw it, he couldn't even swallow the rice cake in his mouth and choked himself!

This is a provocation!

It must be a provocation!

This is the first time he has seen such a vicious and direct jealousy, the showdown between the boss of Haicheng and the boss of the Imperial City!

wonderful!

More exciting than the nightclub competition!

"Cough cough cough..." Sun Weimeng covered his chest and kept coughing. Xiao Yuan thoughtfully poured him a glass of water.

"Thank you."

Sun Weimeng took a swig of water to calm down.

But his cough also wiped out all the warmth he had just felt. He blushed and said, "Everyone, eat, don't look at me! This soup rice cake is so delicious, I was so anxious to eat it that I choked myself Yes. Qiao Xi, you have to do it at home more often."

Qiao Xi smiled and nodded and said okay.

Huo Xingzhou looked a little displeased with him, pointed at Sang and scolded Huai and said: "If you want to eat, you can ask the master chef from Haicheng to cook it. Why bother my wife! She can't be too tired now and needs to rest. The kitchen is very smoky, even more so. You can’t come in often.”

Sun Weimeng nodded quickly: "It's all because of my ignorance!"

Zhong Yi was biting a piece of rice cake gracefully on the side, his eyes filled with a bit of coldness.

This is scolding him.

He lowered his head and ate, looking a little lonely around him.

Qiao Xi pursed her lips and said, "This is not a trouble. You can tell me whatever you want to eat. After all, you being alive is the biggest surprise to me."

Just make a few meals.

She didn't find it hard.

Zhong Yi raised his head, and a sincere smile appeared on his noble and delicate face.

"Okay, I will come often."

Qiao Xi smiled at him. When she saw Xiao Yuan carrying the dinner plate upstairs, she suddenly thought of something.

Qiao Xi said solemnly: "Ayi, I want to tell you something. I hope you won't be too surprised after hearing it."