baby boy

Cheng Jing woke up just before dawn, he had to get up early to get fresh pork from the slaughterhouse, and open the stalls before people went out to buy vegetables.

As soon as he picked up the hand at his waist, the sleeping person in his arms moved, rubbing his eyes with his hand, Qibao asked confusedly, "Ah Jing, you, where are you going?"

"Didn't go anywhere, it's still early, baby, sleep a little longer." Cheng Jing patted Qibao's back lightly, and waited to coax him back to sleep before carefully getting up.

After Cheng Jing washed up, he went to the kitchen to cook porridge and put it on the table, and he could eat it when Qibao got up.Before going out, I went to the bedroom to have a look, covered the quilt that Qibao had kicked open, covered my feet with my hands to warm them up, it’s not good to catch a cold in autumn, I kissed Qibao, and I’ve grown ruddy in the past few months Cheng Jing couldn't bear to leave her small face with its silky touch.

While cutting the pork according to the customer's request, Cheng Jing thought that Qibao should get up now, he was really exhausted last night.Somewhat annoyed but couldn't help it, who told Qibao to be so attractive!

Here, Qibao wakes up and sees the room and knows that he is alone. At first he was still afraid, but now he doesn’t.Ah Fu's little chicken was born, Qibao looked at Huanxi, and went there every day, and sometimes he could even hear him whispering to the little chicken.

When Cheng Jing got up early to sell pork for the first time after getting married, he saw that Qibao was fast asleep and couldn’t bear to wake him up. The market was not far from the village, and he thought that the morning market would be over soon. Qibao was hungry, so he went next door to entrust Zhou Cheng's husband, Lang Fu, to take care of him. It shouldn't be a problem.

That day Qibao was terrified, since he got married to Cheng Jing, he had never tried to be alone, married here, he felt strange to everything, so he became more dependent on Cheng Jing.When he saw the empty room, he didn't dare to go out to find Cheng Jing, so he cried at a loss.When Cheng Jing closed the file and hurried home, Qibao was already hoarse from crying.Holding Qibao in his arms, patting his back to help him calm down while coaxing him, Cheng Jing heard his sobs and felt his heart was about to break, and he blamed himself more and more.Since then, the amount of pork Cheng Jing took has decreased, and he will go home early as soon as it is sold out.In the past few years, he has been single, a single man can't spend a lot, and he has saved a lot of money. He only spent a part of it on getting married, and there is nothing lacking in the family.Now he just wants to spend more time with his little Derpy.

"My lord, go slowly." Cheng Jing gave Wang Meigong an extra amount of fatty pork. Wang Meigong had put a lot of thought into his marriage with Qibao, so the money seemed unreasonable. , When cooking, put a little don't mention much fragrance, his Qibao also likes it very much.There are not no wealthy households in the village, but there are only a small number of them. Most of the villagers are busy all year round. Except for daily expenses, they save the rest, wishing to break a penny in half.Usually, I seldom eat meat, so eating five or six times a month is pretty good.

Cheng Jing tidied up the stalls, sold a piece of fish and tofu, went to the pastry stand to buy some mung bean cakes, and then went back.Last time Fu Geer sent two yuan over. After Qibao finished eating, he kept yelling at him to buy it, but he forgot it when he was busy. Every time he went back empty-handed, he looked at Qibao's small eyes and pouting mouth. The oiler is gone.Thinking of the cute look of Xiaodaibao, Cheng Jing's family walked quickly.

Qibao went back when he saw Fu Geer lighting a fire and cooking. Ah Jing said that it would be impolite to eat at other people's houses every day, and, moreover, Ah Jing would cook meat for him. Although Fu Geer's cooking is delicious, but he I would rather wait for Cheng Jing to come back and have dinner together.

Qibao returned home, and Cheng Jing hadn't come back yet, so he touched his belly, now it was time for lunch, and he could faintly smell some food, Qibao felt even hungrier.Sitting on the small bench Cheng Jing specially made for him, he stared at the door eagerly.

Cheng Jing pushed open the courtyard door and saw Qibao sitting on the bench, and blinked his almond eyes when he came back, but he didn't rush towards him as usual.

"What's the matter? Qibao." Cheng Jing closed the courtyard door and asked while putting things away.

"Ah Jing, you, you have been a long time today, Qibao is hungry." Qibao said seriously, in his eyes, eating on time is a big deal.

On the day of the wedding, the uncle told him that he could only give it to Jingsheng when he was healthy. He asked what a healthy body meant, but the uncle couldn't explain it clearly to him for a while. Picky eaters, eating on time will keep your body healthy.Qibao has been adhering to this "rule" these days, because he also wants to give Ah Jing a doll.

"Hungry?" Cheng Jing picked up Dai Bao and let him sit on his lap, while bringing over the oiled paper bag of mung bean cake.

"Hmm, um!" Qibao nodded desperately when he smelled the sweet smell.

"I'll eat later, you can't eat more, you know?"

Qibao seemed to be in a dilemma, thinking that he likes mung bean cake, but he also likes the rice cooked by Ah Jing, which tastes delicious and has meat.

Cheng Jing looked at his dumb face wrinkled into a bun and promised him solemnly, and laughed out loud.He grabbed Qibao's hand and kissed him, and went to cook.

Qibao was very obedient, and he would not eat more if he said he would not eat more. He picked up two pieces of mung bean cake and went into the kitchen. He ate one and gave the other to Ah Jing.Ah Jing said that a good boy should learn to share with others, he is a good boy.

After eating the mung bean cake, Qibao sat in front of the stove to light the fire, watching Cheng Jing handle the fish.He really likes to eat fish. He used to be happy for a long time when he saw fish on the dining table at his uncle's house, but this fish is different from what he used to eat, but the taste of this big fish is definitely better than that of small fish, delicious.Qibao thought so. ?

Cheng Jing cut off the fish head and washed it, the oil was hot and put down the ginger

When the smell comes out, put down the fish head. When the fish head is almost fried, put in a spoonful of water and cover the pot. When the soup is uncovered again, the soup has become milky white. Put in Qibao cut tofu, cook After a while, salt was added, and finally coriander and green onion were added.

Qibao originally wanted to hold it out, but Cheng Jing was afraid that he would be burned, so he held it out by himself, and Qibao followed behind him like a little tail.

"Ah, ah Jing, this smells so good!" Qibao sucked his nose desperately, and his saliva was about to flow out.

"Then eat more later, huh?" Cheng Jing pinched his cheek.After the vegetables were fried, the egg custard was brought to the dining table, and Qibao had packed the rice and was waiting.

Seeing that Qibao is eating well, Cheng Jing is also happy.

After eating, the two of them lay on the bed, Cheng Jing was rubbing Qibao's stomach, and he supported himself.

"This is not allowed in the future." Cheng Jing pretended to be bluffing.

"But, but Ah Jing's food is delicious." Qibao frowned in embarrassment.

"It's delicious, but you can't eat too much, what should you do if it's too full?"

"For example, if you make it for me every day and I eat it, I will promise you."

"Little rascal, you're the only one with a lot of tricks."

"Hee hee~" Qibao knew that Ah Jing would definitely agree!

Who said Qibao stayed here... Looking at Daibao who was sleeping soundly after a while, Cheng Jing kissed his rosy mouth, hugged him tightly and fell asleep.

"Ah Jing, ah Jing, you, drink some water, let it cool down." Qibao carefully brought a bowl of water to Cheng Jing, and Cheng Jing drank a large bowl in his hand, looking at Qibao's sparkling water. "Qibao is so good." Sure enough, after hearing his praise, Qibao smiled immediately, and happily ran back to the house with the empty bowl like a little sparrow to put it away.

Qibao is very obedient, learning to wash dishes, light a fire, and do laundry.Zhou Ah Mo always praised Brother Fu for being a good husband, doing the housework well, and keeping the house neat and tidy.Qibao thought he would also be Ah Jing's good husband.When Qibao rushed to wash the dishes for the first time, Cheng Jing was still a little puzzled. After Zhou Chengna understood the matter, he let him go. Learning how to do this was not bad for Qibao, and he was willing to satisfy Qibao. A compliment can make silly Qibao laugh for a long time, of course Cheng Jing is willing to do that.

"Ah Jing, what are you doing, what are you doing?"

Cheng Jing fixed the last nail, and was about to wipe off his sweat when he saw Qibao running with a towel.

Qibao couldn't understand the wooden shelves in the yard.

"I am building a grape trellis."

"Then why are there no grapes?"

"Because the grapes haven't been planted yet, let's go to the market tomorrow to buy grape seedlings and plant them, and next year they will be full of grapes."

"Really, really, Qibaoxi, I like to eat grapes." Looking at the bare shelf, Qibao seemed to see bunches of grapes hanging on it, and clapped his hands happily.

Cheng Jing finished the grape trellis, and plowed out a small piece of land in the backyard, planning to plant some seasonal vegetables.When I lived alone before, I didn't care much about eating, as long as I could fill my stomach.It's different now, he has the seven treasures, and he can live a more refined life, after all, the ones bought from outside are not as good as the ones grown at home.

Qibao watched Cheng Jing digging the ground, and walked over with a hoe in his hands. Cheng Jing saw that Daibao was small, and he looked cute with such a big hoe.

Afraid of hurting him, I went to Zhou Cheng's house to borrow a hoe suitable for my little brother.The ordinary hoe is a bit difficult for the little brother. In order not to delay the farm work, the little brother's hoe is much smaller than the ordinary man's.

Cheng Jing was digging the ground, and Qibao was loosening the soil behind him, and the small piece of land was finished under Qibao's chirping voice.