When Xiao Ba came in with a bunch of letters, he saw the eldest brother clinging to Yi Yi like a clingy person, patting her head and hugging her waist. Xiao Ba carefully looked at Yi Yi's complexion, which was as rosy as usual. The eldest brother left after saying a word, and he thought something had happened to Yi Yi, which scared him. "Brother, bring all the letters!"

Ling Wuxin turned around, glanced at Xiao Ba and said, "Well, put it down. I'll read it here. You go back to the study and keep watch. If there are any letters, you can deliver them to me. You can handle the small matters yourself, and come to me for the big ones!"

"Yes, brother!" Xiao Ba put down the letter and turned to leave.

"Husband, I'm actually fine, you can go and get busy." Yiyi looked at the pile of letters on the table and stroked her flat belly, feeling very embarrassed.

"Guaiguai, I want to accompany you. Besides, it won't delay anything. Don't worry, I'll be by your side and won't go anywhere!" Ling Wuxin combed her hair with his fingers. Guaiguai already had a lot of hair accessories, but she still loved the minimalist style. Most of the time, she just tied her hair into a bun. She was completely different from the woman he had in his childhood impression. She made people love her so much that they couldn't stop.

"Well, then you read the letter while I draw a little!" Yiyi held his restless hands and pushed him to sit on a chair nearby. Then she took out a piece of paper and drew a table. Then she counted on her fingers. It had been about seven weeks since the last time she came to see her good friend. The normal pregnancy period is forty weeks, and there are still thirty-three weeks left. She ticked seven boxes on the table and estimated that the baby would be born in June. Yiyi was extremely grateful at this time that the popularization of modern network knowledge had reached an omnipresent level, so that she would not be panicked. After finishing this table so that she had a clear idea in her mind, she put it aside to dry. She changed a piece of paper and casually drew a home dress style, a maternity dress, and a baby's clothes style. With just a few strokes, she drew as simply as possible. As she drew, she felt quite funny.

Ling Wuxin was distracted and glanced at his wife, and found that she was looking at the pattern on the paper and grinning. So he stretched out his long hand and took the paper she had just hung aside, and looked at the content on it. It said that the pregnancy period was forty weeks. Weeks? Based on the principle of asking if you don't understand, Ling Wuxin asked, "My dear, what does week mean?"

Yiyi was a little dazed when she saw Bushixiawen Ling Wuxin. Oh, she remembered that the traditional calendar has been used here to calculate the date. So she explained seriously, "A week is equal to seven days. It originated from a story called "Genesis". It says that God created the world on the first day, water and air on the second day, plants on the third day, the sun and the moon on the fourth day, fish, birds and other creatures on the fifth day, livestock, insects, beasts and people who manage all of them on the sixth day, and rest on the seventh day. Later, some countries regarded these seven days as a time cycle of work and rest, and gradually it was spread to more and more countries for use. It was fixed internationally that seven days is the time unit of a week. I worked five days a week and rested for two days. What do you think, husband?"

"Interesting!" Ling Wuxin curled his lips and smiled.

"That's it?" Yiyi asked persistently.

"Hmm...is this the growth cycle of our baby that you drew?" Ling Wuxin's gentle gaze was focused on the chart drawn by Yiyi.

"Yes, this is the calculation method I use. It is very popular and even adults know it." Yiyi replied.

"Great! I'll keep this form!" After saying that, he folded it up and put it between the first pages of a book he often read.

"..." Yiyi looked at him with doubt. Can you really fill it out? Seeing him pick up the letter and read it seriously, she let him do it. She also lowered her head and continued to write on the paper. Apart from looking at each other for a while, they basically did not interfere with each other and handled their own affairs.

Ling Wuxin read all the letters and made his reply. He began to move closer to Yiyi again. "Dear, what do you think of your husband's cooking skills?"

Yiyi was confused as to why he asked this question, "It's great!"

"Then I'll go make lunch." Ling Wuxin completely forgot that he had just discussed with Yiyi not long ago that he could spend more time on important things and leave the cooking to the kitchen, and he could cook occasionally. He now wanted to take care of everything in Yiyi's daily life and didn't want to rely on others at all. Well, men are so fickle!

Yiyi looked at his back as he walked away happily. Was her husband trying to prove his cooking skills to her? She also stood up, put away the papers and drawing tools on the table, and then went to the small kitchen. Ling Wuxin, who was washing the pot and cooking, saw her coming, stopped what she was doing, brought her a chair and asked her to sit down first, and then went to work. Did she think she was a porcelain doll?

Yiyi couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Husband, calm down! I can cook, too. My sense of smell may be too sensitive for a while, but I'll be fine once I get used to it!"

"Well, just sit down and do your work. Cook some rice and some soup. Do you want some chestnuts? I'll peel some and stew them together. I'll make a yam and chestnut bone soup." Ling Wuxin kept chatting with Yiyi. "In the afternoon, we'll build the clay oven next to the kitchen. Then we'll put up a shed. We don't have to worry about the rain."

"Okay! I'll go with you. For the oven in the middle, what do you think of using the millstone as a baking tray?" Yiyi asked. She had thought of several ways. She was worried that the ordinary stone slabs and mud would not be durable enough. The thickness of the millstone was enough, and the best thing was that it had grooves. If she wanted to grill meat, she only needed to put some oil paper under it, and the grease would automatically separate into the grooves and flow out.

"Great! Let Xiao Ba find a bigger one!" Ling Wuxin agreed completely! "Is the top of the outer layer covered with stone slabs? Can it also be used to dry things?"

"Oh, yes! My husband is so smart. I originally thought it was made into a curved roof, but now it is more useful if it is made into a flat roof!" Yiyi's praise made the man laugh.

In the kitchen, the casseroles on the two stoves were bubbling at the same time, and the aroma began to overflow. Yiyi twitched her nose and sniffed, and found that she did not dislike the smell, so she did not have morning sickness. At this moment, Yiyi reflected on herself, in fact, she was careless. If she had not encountered her second sister vomiting in the morning, she would probably not have vomited either. I am afraid it will take some time for her to discover it.

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