It is said that it is the same height as the bed, and when the time comes to put down the baffle on the side, the child can sleep against the mother.

Not only that, when your child poops, you only need to change the fabric of the crib, not the entire bed.

And it can be pushed around, making it a great tool for babysitting.

Some people began to ask Yang Xiaotao if he still wanted to do it, and if they could use things in exchange.

But they were all rejected by Yang Xiaotao.

Ran Qiuye looked at it with curiosity, always feeling that he was a man who was omnipotent and could do anything.

Whether it's planting or making workpieces, even tractors have been built now, but I don't know what we will build in the future.

Yang Xiaotao placed the polished and smeared cot with tung oil in the yard to expose it to the sun. Yang Xiaotao returned to the house to prepare for cooking.

It was too sunny outside, so Ran Qiuye had already returned to the house, found some cloth, and was about to cut it and put it on the crib.

The young couple runs their own love nest at home, waiting for the arrival of a new life.

In the yard, Qin Huairu was washing clothes and looking at the stroller.

It feels more delicious in my heart.

Thinking of Sophora japonica lying on the bed at home, let alone the crib, she even sleeps with adults.

Why does she wash clothes and sheets every day?

It's not just a child making a fuss.

snort.

"If there is no old man watching at home, you will suffer the consequences!"

Qin Huairu felt a lot more comfortable when she thought about the dilemma that the two of them would have to work hard for their children in the future without an old man to take care of them.

Get up slowly and prepare to go home.

In the afternoon, she had to go to the hospital.

The good thing is over and it's clean down there.

You should also hold on tight to the ring.

In Qin Huairu's standard home, Shazhu stood up from the crack in the door and looked at the back of the person leaving, feeling disappointed.

He has made his attitude clear and spoken out his words, what else should he do?

Jia Zhang is just like that, but why doesn't Qin Huairu help him?

This is about being reserved and maintaining face. It’s time for these days to pass.

But Qin Huairu still didn't come out to say a word. He was always left to charge into the battle by himself. Who could bear the burden of shaving his head and being so hot?

If Qin Huairu hadn't agreed to him in person that day, Si Zhu would have thought he was playing a trick on him.

Walking to the chair, Shazhu picked up the water jar, but found that there was no water at all.

He slammed it on the table, rolled his eyes twice, got up and walked out.

In the middle courtyard, Yang Xiaotao was collecting chickens in his own pond. This was given to him by Mr. Yang when he came back.

Yang Xiaotao couldn't refuse the old man's thoughts.

Besides, it was for pregnant women, so it was useless even if he said it.

Seeing this, Silly Zhu snorted coldly in his heart.

After looking at Jia's house, he raised his feet and went out.

Not long after, Silly Zhu came back from outside, also holding a little rooster in his hand, looking proud.

At lunch time, the whole courtyard was filled with aroma.

Yang Xiaotao’s family and Shazhu’s family each have their own cooking skills.

Although the way of eating is different, the aroma is the same.

In the front yard and back yard, everyone was eating while smelling the aroma and cursing in their hearts.

Yang Xiaotao only feeds it to his wife and children. You, a grown man, are stupid enough to eat chicken when you have nothing to do. This is not a disgrace.

Xu Damao ate some hastily at home, looked in the direction of the central courtyard, and chewed the pancake in his mouth.

He was completely unwilling to have Sha Zhu be with Qin Huairu.

Don't think that if Silly Zhu finds a widow and wants to be both a father and a son, he will feel happy and feel that he can compare with Silly Zhu.

In his heart, Silu Zhu should not have a woman, and it would be best not to know what it is like to be a woman for the rest of his life.

Besides, it is true that Qin Huairu is a widow, but she is handsome and has a good figure. He knows what it feels like to be a widow.

That's great, you don't have to worry about finding the land at all.

How could Xu Damao be willing to give up such a little widow to a bastard like Silly Zhu?

"No, we have to stir things up. We must not let Silly Zhu get his way!"

Xu Damao roared in his heart, his head spinning rapidly.

Jia family

Mrs. Jia Zhang was lying on the window looking at Silhu.

From the open door, you can see Shazhu chewing on a chicken leg. The snow-white chicken on the table looks so tempting.

"Damn silly Zhu, you bought a chicken and didn't know how to use it as a filial piety. You eat alone. You deserve to be the last to be the queen."

Mrs. Jia Zhang swallowed her saliva, and the glutton in her stomach began to scream again.

At the same time, Qin Huairu, who was sitting at the table, was biting into the pancake with difficulty.

Looking at the pickles on the table, I saw that in less than half a month, the family began to run out of food.

The few supplies in their food book, even if they were all replaced with stick noodles, would not be enough to feed so many mouths.

With that salary, the standard of living of five yuan per person is not enough.
Chapter completed!