MTL - After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried.-Chapter 448 I don’t know if he was with the original owner in another world

On New Year’s Eve, Yun Qinghuan and Bai Naihan got up early in the morning to pack their things. They simply made some gnocchi in the morning. After the family drank, they started making dough and pasting couplets on them, and also made door sticks to block the door.

 After a while of busy work, it was almost ten o'clock, so I hurried to cook again.

Lunch is a grand occasion. The custom in this place is that the lunch at noon is regarded as the New Year’s Eve reunion dinner. There is a plate of chicken, duck and fish, braised fish, soybean-flavored pork ribs, mushroom stewed chicken, and old duck soup. , I also got a plate of the fried crispy meatballs and the like yesterday.

There are eight plates of meat dishes in total, and some vegetarian dishes are garnished with the soup.

 While eating and chatting, my stomach was full by the end of the meal.

The little girl was held in Bai Naihan's arms, watching them eat with her round eyes open, and talking "babble" from time to time. She was probably a little greedy and wanted to eat.

 But how can a child as big as her eat these? It doesn't even have teeth.

Yun Qinghuan also burned paper money to Bo Wensong as usual. In the eyes of outsiders, she still assumed the identity of Bo Wensong's ex-wife.

  Years ago, the family visited the graves of Bai Wensong and Bai Naihan's father, and got some sacrifices for the ancestors of the Bai family.

 Throughout her past life and this life, she had only felt motherly love from Liu Yuzhi.

From the thickness of the red envelope, you can feel that there is not much money in it, but the money is Liu Yuzhi's usual reluctance to spend it. Although the money is small, the friendship is heavy.

 But how could the little girl understand what he said?

Seeing that no one was feeding her, she was so anxious that she stuffed her fist into her mouth, drooling as she stuffed it.

The little girl seems to know that she is being fed, and she opens her mouth obediently and waits for feeding.

 Fortunately, my mother-in-law said that the little girl is not very old now and can feed her a light diet.

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling embarrassed now? Do you think I’m dirty? You didn’t have such a sense of self-consciousness when you were a child. You and your brothers were fighting for me to feed you.”

Yun Qinghuan looked at it and smiled.

 Liu Yuzhi looked at him sideways.

As he spoke, he glared at Bai Naihan, "I remember when you were as old as Xiaoxue, you were rushing to eat. Your teeth didn't even grow, so I chewed up the meat and fed it to you."

Liu Yuzhi still felt sorry for her granddaughter, so she directly took the little girl over from Bai Naihan's hand, "The child is seven or eight months old, so it's okay to drink some chicken soup. Our chicken soup is so fresh that we don't add too much seasoning." , the meat is stewed until it is soft and rotten, I will feed Xiaoxue some."

 Her eyes were sparkling, obviously looking forward to it.

The little girl is also sensible and doesn't make any fuss when no one feeds her anymore. She moves her mouth as if she is reminiscing about the chicken soup she just drank.

Lu Juan was very happy when she showed it to Lu Juan. She looked at the clothes from left to right and she obviously liked it very much and even wanted to put it on herself.

Although it was almost three years since Bai Wensong's death, An An, although not too old at that time, still had some impressions of her biological father.

To stay up late at night, Yun Qinghuan secretly placed a red envelope under her mother-in-law's pillow while she was out chatting with someone, and slept with the red envelope pressed against her to ward off evil spirits and wish for good luck.

Yun Qinghuan hugged her mother-in-law and called her "Mom" sincerely.

At this moment, Bai Naihan heard what his mother said and saw that the two boys could hardly hold back their laughter. He said with some embarrassment, "Aren't they still young? Mom, please save me some face in front of the children."

At that time, she silently asked Bo Wensong, wondering if he had reunited with his original owner in another world?

I also burned some extra paper money, which was for the original owner, and told her that An An took good care of herself.

Who would have thought that the two children were so naughty that they lingered on not leaving until they received the red envelopes from Liu Yuzhi and Bai Naihan, and then they happily went out to play together. Two or three children were already standing at the gate. The guy stretched his neck to look into the yard, and even raised his voice to ask them to hang out.

 After dinner, Yun Qinghuan wrapped a red envelope for each of the three children as lucky money.

 The year passed in the blink of an eye, and soon it was time for Bai Aimin’s son’s full moon feast.

Liu Yuzhi looked at her two grandsons. After all, she did not embarrass her son. She snorted coldly, took a small bowl and a small spoon, filled half a spoon of chicken soup, and a little bit of stewed minced chicken, and then bit by bit Use a spoon to feed the little girl.

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 The man dodged it nimbly.

An An knew that the person lying in the soil was his own father, so he kowtowed three times to his father respectfully, and whispered some interesting things about his recent schooling or life.

 Obviously, the little girl had just tasted chicken soup, and the tasteless rice noodles and milk powder could no longer satisfy her.

Yun Qinghuan fed her some dumpling wrappers, which were no bigger than a fingernail. She was afraid they would be too big for the child to swallow, so she gave her some dumpling soup.

 Then he sent the two boys out to play with their classmates. They also brought the fireworks and firecrackers they bought and set them off with their classmates.

Xiao Shitou and An An couldn't help but laugh happily.

 It’s very fun.

Yun Qinghuan knitted a sweater for Lu Juan’s son, a little guy named Huzi. The sweater was in the shape of a tiger with a tiger head and a tiger head. It was very cute.

Only Bai Naihan was a little embarrassed, "Mom, you just feed the child, why are you bringing up these old things?"

"No matter how old you two are, you will always be children in my eyes. As long as I am still here, you will always have lucky money."

Yun Qinghuan covered her mouth and laughed beside her.

The little girl drinks dumpling soup better than rice noodles. She obviously likes delicious food.

 At night, when I was feeding the little girl rice noodles, she drank a little too much and stopped eating after a few mouthfuls. Instead, when they were eating dumplings, she stretched out her hand to eat them and couldn't stop them.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, the little girl clenched her fists anxiously and reached out to reach for the meat on Bai Naihan's chopsticks.

 One meal, a clean meal, and the whole family can act like a monk.

Yun Qinghuan was deeply moved after hearing this.

Now, when the family talks about Bowen Pine, it is no longer as uncomfortable as it was two years ago.

Liu Yuzhi smiled fondly, "Little greedy cat." After half a bowl of chicken soup was finished, the little girl still wanted to drink, but Liu Yuzhi didn't feed her anymore, fearing that she would not know how hungry she was and her stomach would be full.

Even though Bai Aimin said there was no need for Yun Qinghuan to go early to help, she and Bai Naihan still went early to help wash and cut vegetables.

Bo Naihan even carried his daughter to visit his brother.

 Liu Yuzhi smiled and patted her on the back, "Silly boy."

Who knew she also had red envelopes? Liu Yuzhi was very generous and gave her and Bai Naihan a red envelope each.

 After taking a spoonful, the little girl moved her mouth, her eyes brightened, and she waved her hands anxiously, obviously wanting to eat more.

　　 Yun Qinghuan was startled, and she quickly stopped her movement, "These clothes are for Hu Zi, not for you."

Don't accidentally stretch out your sweater and it will be bad.

 (End of this chapter)