The little fairy who is about to wear a baby is pregnant again

After eating hot dumplings during the Winter Solstice, the New Year’s Eve is approaching.

The fragrance of grains and red dates wafts through the village, colliding with the cold air to create bursts of white mist.

The warm sun shone on the snow, creating a faint golden glow. The big river in the village was frozen, and the banks of the river were covered in jade and silver, with crystal clear white flowers blooming on the branches.

The snow is as soft and fluffy as powder. The wind blows up dozens of miles of clouds and mist, and rows of snow waves meander down the river, making people feel like they are in a fairyland.

The earth is covered in silver, like a huge ink painting slowly unfolding, cool and elegant.

Apart from the occasional small animal peeking out of the woods, there is rarely any sign of human activity.

When the weather gets cold, the fields become idle. The villagers stop working, heat up the kangs, and stay at home to spend the winter.

Xiao family.

The big pot in the kitchen was gurgling. When the lid was opened, the sweet smell of cereals hit us. Sun Ying, Li Xiaoxiao, Nie Yuan, Ruan Ruan, and Xiao Cheng all sat in a row, holding their own bowls and chopsticks, waiting obediently for their meals, which made Grandma Xiao laugh and cry.

On the contrary, the youngest, Xiao Yu, was wearing an apron and holding a large iron spoon, looking like the boss in the kitchen.

The house was lively and Grandma Xiao was naturally happy, but unfortunately she was old and not in good spirits, so she went back to her room to sleep before she could say a few words to anyone.

Xiao Cheng built a pavilion similar to a gazebo in the backyard, with bamboo curtains on all four sides, which could be rolled up and tied up when not in use.

The pavilion is square and has a spacious space. Sweet potatoes and corn are roasted in the brazier in the middle, and peanuts, melon seeds, old-fashioned snacks and a pot of tea are placed on a small square table next to it.

Ruan Ruan pointed at the brown-skinned sweet potato and said, "Take it up quickly, or it will burn!"

Before she finished her words, Xiao Cheng took the lead and picked up the sweet potatoes. His expression remained motionless, as if he could not feel the temperature.

People around him were amazed. He was really ruthless and not afraid of the heat.

Xiao Cheng carefully removed the skin, broke it into two halves and placed them on a plate. Finally, he inserted a small wooden spoon and handed it to her after he was done.

Ruan Ruan wrinkled her nose and shook her head, saying delicately, "I don't want this, I want to eat it myself."

Roasted sweet potatoes are delicious only when they are eaten with the skin on. If you peel off the skin, it's like losing the soul.

Xiao Cheng understood what she meant immediately, and without saying anything, he picked up another sweet potato of similar size. This time, he picked one that was cooked to perfection, broke it open while it was still oozing, and carefully wrapped it in oil paper before placing it in Ruan Ruan's palm.

Sure enough, this time she ate with a smile on her face, her head resting on his shoulder like a spoiled kitten, meowing to make him happy: "Xiao Cheng, you are so nice~"

"Don't act like a spoiled child. This is all I have. Any more will cause indigestion." The man's eyes flashed with pleasure and his big hands stroked her slightly bulging belly.

The belly at four months is not that big, but he is always worried and even wakes up in the middle of the night. He always feels that he needs to confirm it from time to time.

The atmosphere between the two of them was warm and sweet, natural and unique, as if isolating everyone else.

The corner of Nie Yuan's mouth twitched slightly. Can he still have a pleasant chat?

Although after spending so much time together, she was no longer surprised by this kind of behavior, and could even be said to be immune to it. After all, it was not uncommon for Xiao Cheng to kneel down to put on her shoes, let alone break a sweet potato.

But they always have the illusion that they are not treated as human beings.

To put it simply, it means that your mouth is filled with dog food.

"Hiccup~"

Li Xiaoxiao was holding a large piece of corn in his hand, and the burp was particularly loud, which brought Ruan Ruan back to her senses instantly. When she looked up, she found her friends' slightly condemning eyes. She quickly distanced herself from them and sat up straight.

Sun Ying coughed lightly and changed the subject to ease the awkwardness. "I have discussed with several other educated youths and decided to hold the farewell banquet tomorrow. Is your time convenient?"

The farewell banquet was held for Li Xiang, who went to the countryside in the same year as Sun Ying and was now returning to the city.

He was injured in the previous mountain flood. After his family found out, they used all their connections and successfully applied for medical retirement.

We all knew each other for a while, and everyone had been taken care of by Li Xiang to some extent. It was only right and reasonable for us to have a meal together to celebrate such a happy event.

But now the mountain is blocked by heavy snow and the educated youth site has collapsed long ago. Where should the banquet be held?

Hearing Ruan Ruan's question, Nie Yuan replied: "Li Xiang's intention is to invite everyone to go to the state-owned restaurant, but the round trip distance is too far, so everyone wants to discuss with you whether they can borrow the Xiao family's kitchen and yard."

In this way, Ruan Ruan wouldn't have to run back and forth with her big belly, and it would also be convenient for everyone.

Ruan Ruan did not answer, but turned to look at Xiao Cheng immediately.

Since they got married and lived together, his room has been empty. She saw him go out in the middle of the night and then come back to the room several times. He must be hiding something.

If there are many people at home, I don’t know if it will be dangerous.

Xiao Cheng gave her a reassuring look and nodded, "Okay, in this pavilion."

Nie Yuan's eyes lit up, "That's great, eating hotpot while enjoying the snow, it's a unique experience."

Sun Ying made the decision directly: "Then let's set it for tomorrow at noon. We'll figure out the ingredients, and Ruan Ruan will provide the venue. Then we'll make her a pot of pickled cabbage."

Li Xiaoxiao agreed with both hands. She looked at Ruan Duan's belly and said, "As the old saying goes, sour boys and spicy girls, you like sour food so much, this time it must be a son."

"I think so too." Sun Ying couldn't help nodding, obviously more experienced than her: "When my mother gave birth to my brother, she ate pickled cabbage as a snack."

Thinking of the sour smell that pierced her nose, she couldn't help but frown.

Li Xiaoxiao said excitedly: "Then I want to be the godmother! With Ruan Ruan's looks, the child will definitely grow up to be a handsome boy."

Xiao Cheng pulled the corners of his mouth and frowned slightly, "Ruan Ruan also ate spicy dried tofu yesterday."

He doesn't care whether he is handsome or not.

What he wants is a sweet and soft daughter, not a stinky boy who only knows how to pee and get covered in mud.

"But she obviously likes sour food." Nie Yuan pointed at the man's side with a gloating look. Ruan Ruan was stuffing pickled plums into her mouth.

Noticing Xiao Cheng's gaze, she swallowed the plum with a "gulp" and then raised her head with an innocent look.

"This is the third one." She didn't overspend.

When she was three months pregnant, she inexplicably wanted to eat sour food, and the sourer it was, the better it tasted to her.

Xiao Cheng was afraid that too much sour food would hurt her stomach, so he only allowed her to eat five a day. If she ate more than that, she would be punished, but he didn't know how the punishment would be.

Uh, Ruan Ruan shook her head to indicate that it cannot be said.

Xiao Cheng looked at her like a little hamster guarding its food, holding the remaining two plums tightly in his palms, and couldn't help but rub his forehead helplessly.

After some kind of mental struggle, Xiao Cheng successfully convinced himself that Ruan Ruan clearly loved spicy food before, and the old saying might not be accurate.

Nie Yuan curled his lips.

Poor man, he's just deceiving himself.