Chuan Shu Qi Leng: I own a department store

Xu Wanning went to the No. 2 store first and bought a pig's trotter on the way.

She used the computer to check the suitable soups to drink during the confinement period and found that pig's trotter soup has a very good nourishing effect.

As soon as Xu Huajing saw Xu Wanning coming, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Aning, has your second sister-in-law given birth?"

Last night when Zhang Wenting started, her second uncle also called Xu Huajing, and she and Lin Jishang went to the hospital together.

But there were too many people waiting outside the ward, and Lin Jishang's body had not yet fully recovered, so the second aunt urged them to go home.

When Xu Huajing returned home, Zhang Wenting was not yet born.

In the morning, she had to come to open a store and didn't bother to go to the hospital. Therefore, she didn't know Zhang Wenting's condition yet.

Xu Wanning smiled and said: "Aunt, the second sister-in-law gave birth to a daughter, her nickname is Tiantian. Mother and daughter are safe."

"Tiantian, this name makes people curious. No, when the store is not busy, I have to go to the hospital to see Wen Ting and Tiantian. As an aunt, I couldn't see Wen Ting at the first time. Ting was so incompetent to give birth to Tiantian safely.”

"There's not much business in the store right now. I also want to make soup for my second sister-in-law. Auntie, if you want to go, you can go now."

"Okay." Xu Huajing responded quickly, "Then I'll go to the hospital first. I don't know what to get Wen Ting and Tiantian."

"Auntie, there is everything in the ward, you don't need to prepare anything."

Hearing this, Xu Huajing left in a hurry.

When they arrived at the hospital, Zhang Wenting was eating an apple and Tiantian fell asleep on the bed.

"Auntie, you're here." Zhang Wenting took the initiative to greet Xu Huajing.

"It stands to reason that I should have come to see you earlier. I was delayed by the No. 2 store, so I came now. How do you feel? Does it still hurt?"

Zhang Wenting blushed and whispered: "It hurt when I was giving birth, but it's much better now."

"Sit tight during the confinement period. Once the confinement period is over, you will have almost recovered. During this period, except for breastfeeding, you should not hug Tiantian, otherwise it will not be conducive to the recovery of the wound."

Zhang Wenting's face turned redder. She hesitated again and again before slowly speaking: "I don't want to breastfeed."

That kind of pain is really too painful.

Moreover, Zhang Wenting heard from her good friend that breastfeeding would have an impact on her figure, and she didn't want her figure to get out of shape.

"Wen Ting, Mom knows that you are still in pain these days, so I won't feed you if you don't want to. But after a few days, you will almost recover, and you will still feed when you need to."

How can a mother not feed her own child?

No matter how much she felt sorry for her own daughter, Zhang's mother would not allow Zhang Wenting to ignore Tiantian.

The so-called kiss across generations has already happened.

Zhang's mother's words made Zhang Wenting's eyes turn red.

She admitted that she was a little selfish, but she really couldn't do anything to make her wounds worse.

What's more, Aning said, it doesn't have to be fed. Isn't there milk powder?

Seeing that Zhang Wenting was not convinced, Zhang's mother wanted to say something more, but Xu's mother stopped her.

"My mother-in-law, if Wen Ting doesn't want to feed her, then she can just stop feeding her. Didn't Aning bring milk powder? We will give Tiantian milk powder in the same way. After about six months, she will be able to eat something else, and she will be hungry. No children."

Xu's mother knew Xu Wanning's origins, so she also understood that she was more knowledgeable than the current people. Since Xu Wanning said that she didn't need to breastfeed herself, and the same was true for drinking milk powder, Xu's mother would naturally listen to her.

"That's right." The second aunt also agreed: "Although Tiantian is important, Wen Ting is also very important. We must respect Wen Ting. As long as Tiantian has milk to drink, it doesn't matter whether it is breast milk or milk powder, it is the same. No one can starve my grandson, and no one can suffer my daughter-in-law. Mao Ting, please say something."

Xu Maoting had no choice but to stand up and said to Zhang's mother: "Mom, my mother and the third aunt are right. We must listen to Wen Ting in everything. She is the most important person now and the one who needs the most care."

A few words from the Xu family successfully made Zhang Wenting laugh from tears.

She is so lucky to marry into such a family. From top to bottom, from old to young, everyone loves and respects her.

Everyone in the Xu family has said this, so Zhang's mother naturally can't say anything else.

Although she always felt that the child should be fed breast milk to grow better, she was her mother's mother after all and could not go against her husband's family.

What's more, her husband's family cares so much about her biological daughter, and it's too late for her to be happy. How can she find fault with her?

At the same time, in Store No. 2, Xu Wanning's pig's trotter soup was already simmering on the stove.

The cooks came in and out without forgetting to glance at the earthen pots on the stove.

"It smells so good."

"Just now when the little boss was stewing soup, I kept peeking around. The seasonings were obviously from our kitchen, and the steps were similar to what we usually stew. Why did the stew taste so much better than what we stew? ?”

When Xu Wanning heard this, she secretly thought that although the seasonings were the same, the amount, the heat of the soup, and the length of time would all affect the taste of the soup.

What if some people are born to cook?

It's that subtle gap that can only be understood but cannot be expressed.

It was past eleven o'clock, the soup was almost ready, and the customers who wanted to dine came into the store one after another.

"Hey! What new dishes are there today? It smells so good, it makes people want to eat it."

"Isn't it! I smell the smell of pig's trotters. I must be stewing pig's trotters soup again. I haven't heard that No. 2 store sells pig's trotters soup before. It must be a new addition to the menu. I'll get it later. Serve a bowl.”

"Then I also need a bowl. My wife is pregnant and can't eat at ordinary times, so she is happy to eat pig's trotters. This pig's trotters soup is so fragrant. I will buy a portion and soak it in some rice. She will definitely be able to eat it. A big bowl!”

It happened that Xu Huajing came back, and several familiar customers immediately surrounded her.

"Manager Xu, why didn't I see pig's trotter soup on the menu?"

"Pig's trotter soup? What pig's trotter soup?" Xu Huajing didn't understand.

The customer patted his thigh: "Manager Xu, don't hide it from us, I can smell it! The kitchen is simmering pig's trotter soup, it's delicious! Come on, come on, I have to reserve a portion, otherwise Ah, when there are more people, we won’t be able to eat!”

Only then did Xu Huajing realize that it was Xu Wanning who was stewing the soup for Zhang Wenting in the back kitchen. The aroma came from the back kitchen, which attracted customers to ask questions.

Xu Huajing explained patiently: "Everyone, pig's trotter soup is not for sale. My niece-in-law just gave birth to a baby today, and my niece is making soup for my sister-in-law. This soup is for mothers to drink, so it is not for sale. "

At any time and in any place, pregnant women should be given preferential treatment by qualified people.