The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Song Dejiang had rested for the past two days, so he naturally wanted to take this opportunity to have a good discussion with Shao Qingyuan.

Gu Yundong knew that he liked medicine, so he could not wait to take everything on himself, let him concentrate on his studies, study hard, and strive to learn all Song Dejiang's skills.

After all, a rare opportunity.

Shao Qingyuan knew her little thought, and her heart suddenly became sour and swollen, and the hand around her couldn't help tightening.

"None of my business matters to you."

Gu Yundong laughed and kissed him, "Okay, then I promise you, I'll take it slow and do one thing at a time. First, I'll put the shop..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shao Qingyuan pressed her down, "First of all, we should have a child."

As soon as the quilt was lifted, the stunned look on Gu Yundong's face was covered by the quilt before he could put it away.

The sky was dark, and the house was full of spring.

Gu Yundong got up late the next day, and Shao Qingyuan had already gone out.

She couldn't help rubbing her waist, and suddenly she didn't want to get up lazily and didn't want to go out.

Anyway, what Shao Qingyuan said, let her take it slow, because she worked so hard last night.

Gu Yundong was a little sad and angry, so he just rested at home today and didn't go anywhere.

When Tong Shuitao came in, she saw her young lady lying on her back on the bed, looking at the bed net above her head, thinking about life.

She couldn't help but wonder, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little lazy and don't want to get up."

Tong Shuitao immediately approached her and asked, "Then I'll bring you something to eat?"

"Alright."

Tong Shuitao went out, Gu Yundong still put on a cloak, and went to the shelf to the side to rinse his mouth and wash his face.

After washing, I got into the bed and went back to the quilt. It was already cold in the capital at this season.

It's early October, and I don't know when it will snow in Beijing.

Tong Shuitao came in with hot porridge and steamed buns not long after, "Miss, when I went out in the morning, I walked around the alley, and I bought this steamed bun at the alley. I think that business is very good, listen. It’s still a time-honored brand in Hetai Lane, and I’ve been making steamed buns for many years, with thin skin and big stuffing.”

Gu Yundong took it and tore a corner, and immediately there was gravy flowing out. It was really thin skin and big stuffing, and it looked quite appetizing.

"Miss, is it delicious?"

"Well, it's not bad, I'll buy it tomorrow."

Tong Shuitao happily said, "Okay."

Gu Yundong ate steamed buns while drinking porridge. He was so full that he wanted to cover himself with the quilt and listen to Tong Shuitao talking about new things in Hetai Lane.

Unexpectedly, it backfired, and her plan to stay in bed for a whole day was still in vain.

Someone knocked on the door outside, Tong Shuitao ran to open the door and came back to say that it was the sister-in-law from the next door.

Gu Yundong could only ask Tong Shuitao to invite people to the main room to rest for a while, and then he quickly got up and dressed himself.

It had been a while since she reappeared in the main room.

The sister-in-law next door was looking up at the environment of the house, with a trace of envy in her eyes.

Gu Yundong heard Tong Shuitao say that the house next door is also a house with three entrances. It's just that the house was left by the ancestors, and now their family is three generations in the same house, and all twenty or thirty members of a family live together.

The old man has four sons and one daughter, plus a few daughters-in-law and the next generation of grandchildren, and there is no separation of the family, doesn't the whole family seem crowded?

The sister-in-law in front of me at this moment is the daughter-in-law of the eldest son next door, surnamed Yu.