famine queen

Mo Zhonghe heard the words and said quickly: "Don't worry, I have a lot of varieties, such as carrots, peas, celery, green bamboo shoots, green beans, spinach, mustard greens, soybeans, tomatoes... I have grown them all, and there are none of them. Anti-pesticide, absolutely natural and nutritious.”

Xu Qiaonan was satisfied when she heard the words. Although the family bought some organic vegetables and fruits from familiar farms from time to time, most of the time they still went to supermarkets and vegetable markets to buy vegetables.After all, it is extremely difficult to plant under the premise of not using pesticides or chemical fertilizers, and the demand for labor will also increase significantly.Therefore, the amount of organic vegetables and fruits on the farm is not much, and most of the time the supply is in short supply. If they have something to do with it, it is not their turn to buy them.

Therefore, she appreciates Mo Zhonghe growing vegetables for her granddaughter herself.

However, before she could thank her politely, Mo Zhonghe said, "As for the meat dishes...that's easy, anyway, the yard here is big, I caught a few chickens, and after two months, Xiaoguo'er will grow up." I can drink chicken soup now. Also, I heard people say that children should eat egg yolks for supplementary food after half a year old, and the eggs laid by our own chickens must not be bad in nutrition.”

Raise chickens?

Xu Qiaonan's face froze, and hesitantly said: "Xiao Guoer can't just eat chicken."

"It's okay." Wang Weitong said, "I called my hometown a long time ago. There are people raising cattle, sheep, pigs, chickens, ducks and geese. Although there are few of them, they don't eat feed, and they run all over the mountains and wilds, which is absolutely natural. Organic. I’ve ordered them all, and my fellow countrymen will deliver them when the time comes.”

"The chicken can also be ordered from the fellow." Xu Qiaonan said hastily: "It will also save the father-in-law from working hard."

"Raising a few chickens is not exhausting. The eggs laid by the chickens raised at home are still fresh..." Wang Weitong was interrupted by Mo Zhonghe before he could finish speaking.

"Forget it, forget it." He said with a smile: "It's what my mother-in-law said, we are not too young, and catching chickens and killing chickens is not an easy job, so let's order from a fellow villager."

Wang Weitong also recalled it, curled her lips and said nothing.

Xu Qiaonan heaved a sigh of relief. If she raised chickens in the yard, she would go crazy if she smelled of chicken droppings every day when she went out.

After Jin Mang sucked the last mouthful of milk, he couldn't help sighing, the family atmosphere was just fucking fucked up.

It doesn't seem like they have a good relationship. When facing her, they love her from the bottom of their hearts, but they have their own little thoughts about each other. You don't like me, and I don't like you.

If you want to say that the person Jin Mang is most attached to in this family, it is undoubtedly Jin Xi.

The reason for this... Xu Qiaonan and the others thought it was the nature of father and daughter, but Jin Mang knew it was not.

Having experienced a father like Jin Dongze, a good father like Jin Xi is indeed a big treasure to her.

In particular, the situation of the two is so similar.

Jin Dongze couldn't face the daughter who killed his wife and chose to escape, but Jin Xi didn't.

Even though he was a very taciturn person, Jin Mang could still feel that this father loved her very much, very much.

Obviously... Although she doesn't know how her mother died in this life, Wang Weitong once said that she slipped her tongue, saying: "Xiao Guoer was bought by Qingyan's life."

This sentence has said it all.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Jin Mang knew in his heart that his mother in this life might also die of dystocia.

That's right, judging by Jin Xi's age, one can tell that Mo Qingyan's mother is not young, and the risk of giving birth to a child at an advanced age is inherently high.

The sound of car tires scraping the ground appeared outside the door, and the sound of the garage door opening sounded at the same time. Jin Mang poked his head out impatiently and began to wait.

Xu Qiaonan pointed her forehead with her index finger, and said with a smile, "What a villain."

As soon as she finished her words, the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground came from the door. Jin Xi was wearing a gray business shirt, neat suit pants, and a briefcase in his hand. He pushed open the door and left. Come in.

To be honest, Kim Hee doesn't look like a 46-year-old at all.Because he has a baby face, Jin Xi doesn't look old. Some people may believe that he is in his thirties.In terms of stature, he didn't have the fatness of a middle-aged man at all, even he was a little too thin, and his straight back anytime and anywhere made his figure outstanding.With a height of 1.8 meters and a cold bookish look, he is really very masculine.

"Ah~" Jin Mang couldn't help shouting.

A smile suddenly appeared on Jin Xi's pale face. He put down his briefcase, stepped forward to hug Jin Mang, and pressed her face close to him and said, "Little Guoer, do you miss Dad?"

His tone was very light, but his eyes were extremely gentle.

Jin Mang was so happy that he couldn't help but buried his face in his chest and rubbed it, and yelled twice.

Jin Xi's eyes became softer, he sat on the crawling blanket with her in his arms, and began to play with her with a touch ball.

Jin Mang is actually not interested in this childish game, but she can't refuse the tenderness in Jin Xi's eyes.

It's incredible, Jin Mang has always been open to the past, and has never resented Jin Dongze. People around her often say that she has a big heart.

But until this moment, she didn't know that she still had a longing for father's love in her bones.

The three-month-old baby couldn't even turn over easily, and the pair of black and round eyes moved with the bright touch ball in his hand, and he couldn't hide his cleverness no matter what.

Jin Xi couldn't help being distracted for a second, then came back to his senses and smiled, stretched out his hands to hug her daughter, supported her little buttocks, and asked her to practice raising her head on her shoulders.

Wang Weitong saw this scene when she went downstairs, and the smile on her face deepened.

"It's time for dinner, Jin Xi, go take a shower quickly." She instructed.

After a while, seeing that Jin Xi was still playing with Xiao Guoer, she urged again: "Hurry up, don't you say that there is a problem with the air conditioner in the office, the cooling efficiency is low, and you sweat all over when you are busy?"

"It's okay." Jin Xi said indifferently: "It's just been published, so I'm not busy these days."

After waiting for another 5 minutes, he stood up and went to the bathroom, but he took Jin Mang with him.

"Hey Jinxi, why did you bring Xiao Guoer into the bathroom?" Wang Weitong shouted.

Jin Xi's voice was a little vague through the bathroom door, "I'll give Xiao Guoer a bath first, she sweats all over her forehead every time she takes a nap."

Wang Weitong showed helplessness, but her eyes were turning red little by little.

Mo Zhonghe was fiddling with his fishing rod—it was supposed to be in the yard, but it was too hot, so he took it to the entrance of the house, and reminded him in a low voice, "Hurry up and wash your face, don't let your son-in-law see it. arrive."

Wang Weitong came back to her senses and went to wash her face in a panic.

Mo Zhonghe sighed, his daughter was gone, he and his wife almost died, and the son-in-law had to take care of Xiao Guoer and comfort them at the same time.

But his pain is no less than theirs.