good pregnancy

The rooster crowed outside the house. Jiang Mingcheng opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and looked at his phone. It was only six o'clock.Taking advantage of the bright sky, Jiang Mingcheng carefully looked at the room. The room was not big, about the size of his bathroom.

There is almost no decoration in this room. There are lonely light bulbs hanging from the dilapidated roof, and the pull cord is set at the door. There was wallpaper, and a wooden bed was placed against the wall. Jiang Mingcheng slept all night, feeling that such a hard wooden bed made his waist ache.On the opposite side of the bed is a window. The green peach blossom curtains look tacky and festive. Under the window is a wooden table with a pile of books on it. The host carefully covers it with newspapers to prevent dust from falling.Jiang Mingcheng knew that this room was the room of Chenxi's younger brother Fan Chenfeng. It was divided into two by a tall and wide wardrobe at the back. There were doors on both sides to form two separate rooms.

As soon as she entered the house last night, Chenxi chased away the man named Shunzi, then found a loose pajamas and threw an unopened new toothbrush, pointed him to the room to let him go, and then dragged the child into the room. into his own house.

Jiang Mingcheng knew that his arm was hurting, so he didn't bother himself. He found the bedding from the cabinet and made the bed, then went to the yard, took a cold shower, and went to sleep. When he woke up, it was now.

Jiang Mingcheng raised his wrist and put it on his forehead to test it. The temperature was not bad, at least 38 degrees. It was not in vain that he took a shower in the yard yesterday to blow the night breeze.

Jiang Mingcheng lay down again, thinking about how to get Neng Chenxi to agree to him staying.

After a while, there was finally movement in the house.The sound insulation in this room was extremely limited, so Jiang Mingcheng listened carefully to the voices of the father and son in the living room.

The older one lowered his voice very low, as if he was complaining about something, which provoked the younger one to retort childishly, then the older one raised his voice slightly, and the younger one started to make a fuss.

Jiang Mingcheng shivered and hurried out, only to see the scene of a big and a small confrontation in the living room.

Fan Yangyang's facial features were wrinkled together, his eye circles were red, and he looked at his father whether he wanted to cry or not, while Chen Xi stared at the child with an angry face, and the two refused to give in to each other.

"What's going on? Yangyang told uncle what's wrong?" Jiang Mingcheng asked softly, holding the child in his arms.

Fan Yangyang curled his lips in grievance, and looked at his father stubbornly.

"He doesn't want to go to school. His teacher sent a text message specifically to explain that he will have a final exam today." Chen Xi sighed, seeing the child looking at him stubbornly with red eye circles, she felt soft-hearted at first.But Yang Yang didn't feel tired of studying before, so why is he so abnormal today?No matter how coaxed.I was also in a hurry and said "I don't like you anymore if I don't go", but the child retorted "I don't like Dad anymore", so both of them were angry at each other's words.

Jiang Mingcheng took on the important task of resolving the dispute between father and son, and asked, "Why doesn't Yangyang want to go to school? Is the school not good?" Jiang Mingcheng guessed whether Yangyang was afraid of the exam.

"The school is good, but my father is not." Fan Yangyang pointed at his father's arm, his small brows twisted into twists.

Jiang Mingcheng understood. He glanced at Chen Xi who was both moved and regretful. He patted the child on the shoulder and said lightly, "Yangyang can go to school with peace of mind. Don't worry about your father's injury. Uncle can take care of your father for you, okay?"

"Well, thank you uncle." Fan Yangyang raised his face to look at Jiang Mingcheng, and nodded heavily.Although he has not been in contact with this uncle for a long time, Yang Yang feels that he is very reliable.

"Cough...Yangyang, dad wrongly blamed you just now. Dad likes Yangyang the most." Chen Xi scratched the chicken nest, and there was probably an extra Jiang Mingcheng. He was a little embarrassed when he said these words.

"Then I like Dad too." Fan Yangyang leaned over, put his arms around Dad's neck, and rubbed against his face.

The warmth of the father and son brought a smile to Jiang Mingcheng's usually indifferent face.

As the saying goes, there is no overnight feud between mother and daughter, and the same applies to Chen Xi and Yang Yang, the father and son.After the two reconciled, they went out to wash their hands hand in hand. Jiang Mingcheng followed behind them and listened to them discuss what to eat in the morning.

Being unable to move one hand really brings a lot of inconvenience. Chen Xi can brush his teeth with one hand and wash his face with one hand, but he can't twist the towel with one hand. When she drained the water and covered her face, Chen Xi was dumbfounded.

Jiang Mingcheng didn't seem to notice his reaction. After wiping off the water droplets on his face with a towel, he washed it in the water again, wrung it dry and continued to wipe Fan Yangyang's face.

Fan Yangyang was used to being served by adults, so he didn't think there was anything wrong, but Chen Xi's eyelids trembled, this person's movements were so skillful and natural, did he treat him like a child?Thinking of this possibility, Chen Xi narrowed her eyes.

The three of them washed up, and the child had nothing to do, so he went to play around in the yard with the big dog Doudou.

Chen Xi entered the kitchen but became worried. He promised the child yesterday that he would make fried spring rolls today to compensate the child for his injured stomach from eating sweet omelets.

In normal times, frying spring rolls is really easy. The spring roll wrappers are ready-made, and only need to adjust the fillings and add oil, but now that he is a "one-armed hero", these things that are usually easy have become troublesome.

After washing a few carrots, soaking a handful of vermicelli and dried shiitake mushrooms, Chenxi went to the refrigerator and took out seven or eight eggs, and knocked them lightly on the side of the bowl twice, a small dent was made on the shell , should have both thumbs up and left and right, but since only one hand can be used, Chen Xi has to use the middle finger to open the egg shell awkwardly, and pour the egg liquid into the bowl, which is also considered a "disabled and strong man". "Outstanding representative.

Chen Xi was quite satisfied with her egg-beating skills, but Jiang Mingcheng, who had been ignored by the kitchen door for a long time, couldn't hold back, rolled up his sleeves, walked to Chen Xi's side, and simply picked up an egg and smashed it.I don't know if Jiang Mingcheng did it on purpose, but the two of them were very close, arms and thighs touching each other, so close that Chen Xi could hear his even and long breathing, and Chen Xi moved back uncomfortably.

"What's wrong with your wrist? Let me see." Jiang Mingcheng said before pulling Chenxi's hand.

Chen Xi hid her hands behind her back and dodged, "It's okay, I applied cold water yesterday."

Jiang Mingcheng didn't allow him to make a decision, and carefully pulled up his sleeves. Seeing his still swollen wrists and slightly curled elbows, Jiang Mingcheng sighed: "I'm sorry."

"Get out of the way quickly, I'm going to cook." Chen Xi began to feel uncomfortable again.

"What should I do next? Your arm is inconvenient, so you should direct me to do it." The people around him avoided, Jiang Mingcheng sighed inwardly, and asked aloud with a calm face.

A deep and slightly hoarse voice came from next to her ear, as if scratching at her heart, causing Chen Xi to stammer, "Stir the egg liquid and fry it for a while."

Jiang Mingcheng stirred the egg white and egg yolk evenly, put the chopsticks aside, and was about to pour it into the pot.Chen Xi hurriedly took his hand, "Hey, you haven't put in the oil yet, how do you fry it?"

Jiang Mingcheng's hand was stiff, and he retracted it as if nothing had happened, his eyes searching for the oil.This bottle of transparent liquid should be ready. Jiang Mingcheng held the bottle and prepared to pour it into the pot.

Chen Xi couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Looking at your confident look, I thought you could cook, but you can't even tell the difference between oil and cooking wine."

Jiang Mingcheng was really embarrassed now, he didn't know what to do with the cooking wine bottle.He has lived for 32 years, and it is indeed his first attempt to cook. He just learned how to beat eggs just now.

Chen Xi couldn't help laughing, and felt that this man was quite funny, "This is peanut oil, pour a little, yes, this much is enough." Under Chen Xi's detailed guidance, the eggs were fried and gave off a fragrant smell.

Turning off the induction cooker, Chenxi continued to instruct Jiang Mingcheng to scrape the carrots into filaments, then blanch the soaked vermicelli in hot water, cool in cold water, and finally cut them into sections, mix them with the chopped shiitake mushrooms, add Add shredded green onion and minced ginger, and then Jiang Mingcheng got acquainted with the chicken essence, monosodium glutamate, sesame oil and table salt in a small jar.Jiang Mingcheng never knew that it took so many processes to make a dish.

Although Chen Xi didn't do it himself, he still had a lot to worry about. He kept a close eye on this man's every move, for fear that he, like Shunzi, would treat sugar as salt.

Chenxi's kitchen is not connected to the three main houses, but an independent room built in the yard.The most distinctive feature of the houses in their village is that each household has a large yard, sprinkle some rapeseed, and there will be endless vegetables.When Jiang Mingcheng walked out of the kitchen, he saw Fan Yangyang hugging the big golden retriever dog's neck and pressing it on the big dog's back. The big dog licked the little master's face with his tongue in a good-natured way. One person and one dog had a great time playing together. Almost.

Chen Xi kicked him out just now after he had adjusted the stuffing, because the work of making spring rolls and frying spring rolls was too technical, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to do it well.Because Chen Xi insisted not to let him help, he had no choice but to come out.

When Fan Yangyang saw Jiang Mingcheng come out, he moved a bench and ran over in a fawning manner.He likes this tall uncle very much, he looks more reliable than his Shunzi uncle, and can help him take care of his father.

Jiang Mingcheng sat on the stool and stared at the child lying on his lap, not knowing what to say.He doesn't have much contact with soft and fragile creatures like children. His sister has a son who is seven or eight years old, but he is spoiled by his sister. With a cold face, the child didn't dare to approach him.However, Yang Yang changed his impression of the child. This child knows how to care about others. Just like a young adult, the conversation between father and son can often choke his father speechless. From the morning he and Chen Xi On the face of it, this kid is also stubborn.

Jiang Mingcheng tentatively patted the child on the head, and then held him in his arms. Fan Yangyang's bright eyes made him dizzy, "How old is Yang Yang?" Although the information he read said the child was four years old, but he I still want to ask myself.

"Uncle, I just passed my fourth birthday, and my father took me to the Water Adventure Amusement Park, where I met the Pirate King." Fan Yangyang excitedly shared his interesting experience.

Jiang Mingcheng nodded, "Yangyang is four years old, but uncle missed Yangyang's birthday and didn't give you a gift. What Yangyang likes, uncle will make it up for you next time."

"I like Uncle, Uncle will stay and play with me." Fan Yangyang asked expectantly.

"That's fine," Jiang Mingcheng "reluctantly" agreed, "but you have to get your father's permission."

Fan Chenxi put the deep-fried spring rolls on a plate and put them on the table, poured three more bowls of soy milk, and shouted outside: "What are you two talking about? Hurry up and eat."

The two who had reached an agreement entered the room hand in hand, Chen Xi was surprised, when did her child become so friendly?

The author has something to say: Today there was a thunderstorm at home, and the thunder hit one after another. I didn’t dare to turn on the computer, and then I felt thirsty and went to pour water. After walking two steps, my mother stopped me: “Don’t go to the window when the thunder strikes. Drink tea and ask your dad to pour it for you." (My teapot is placed on the cabinet by the window)

Me: "..." (silently looking at my dad)