Chapter 245: let's have a baby

Chapter 245: let's have a baby

Han Wen picked up the clothes thrown on the bed and packed it up, and heard Huzi say Leng picked out a sweater from the pile of clothes and threw it out.

"Isn't it cold Put on this dress."

Hu Zi glanced at the clothes that his mother threw out. It was a sweater with long sleeves and a little thick, and immediately hesitated, "It seems that it is not so cold now."

Han Wen looked at him with a smirk, "Really If it's not cold, put it on first, and go out after a while and feel cold again."

Hu Zi felt his mother's mournful eyes, and he didn't dare to change his clothes while playing clever and crying.

Han Wen folded Huzi's clothes one by one, and warned as she folded them, "Next time you dare to look for clothes like this, I will give them all to you."

Hu Zi drooped his face and replied, "I don't dare."

Han Wen quickly re-sorted Hu Zi's clothes and put them in the cabinet. Seeing that there was nothing to do here, she went out.

Hu Zi didn't expect his mother to move so quickly, just about to find an excuse to stop him, his mother had already walked out.

There was no way Huzi could only hurry to chase, but fortunately he didn't go out, but went straight to the bedroom.

Hu Zi's excited heart suddenly calmed down.

Han Wen walked to the bedroom, took off the watch on her wrist and put it in the drawer, looked at Hu Zi who was following her and said with disgust, "Are you all right?"

"Go and help your dad if you have nothing to do, don't hang around in front of my eyes."

Huzi: "Who said I'm fine, I'm here to find nail clippers."

Han Wen opened the drawer and took a nail clipper from it and handed it to Huzi. She said angrily, "There is no more work than you when I work."

Hu Zi snorted coldly, took the nail clippers and walked out swiftly. When passing by the door, he glanced out and saw that his dad was sitting on the bench handling chicken offal, and then he swaggered back to the house.

Han Wen waited for Huzi to leave and closed the door, changed into a ragged piece of clothes, and then went to help Wang Hao. At this time, Wang Hao had already cleaned up and was carrying the chicken to the kitchen.

Han Wen looked at the children who were about to follow, and quickly said, "I'll just do it with your dad, you guys can play outside!"

When they got to the kitchen, Han Wen wanted to help, but Wang Hao avoided it, "I'll do it."

For so many years of marriage, Han Wen rarely handles chickens by herself. Usually, Wang Hao cleans them up, because Han Wen thinks that it is smelly and greasy on her hands, which makes her uncomfortable.

Han Wen was not polite to Wang Hao, she walked over to him and picked up the apron next to him and tied it to him, then rolled up his sleeves that were about to fall, and then went to the cabinet to get noodles and steamed buns with flour .

"It's autumn and I want to knit you a sweater. Do you want sleeves or sleeveless?"

Wang Hao replied while chopping the chicken, "Didn't you knit one for me a few years ago, just wear that one."

Han Wen: "You've been wearing that dress for three years, and the wool is worn out. I'm going to knit one for you."

Wang Hao knew that he would do it for himself if he didn't say anything about Han Wen, so he hesitated for a while and said, "Otherwise, we will make a sleeveless car that is convenient for driving."

Han Wen: "Okay, and do you want to separate Fu Jin and Qingyue?"

The two of them discussed this matter for a long time, because they were afraid that Qingyue would not be used to it and never dared to mention it.

Wang Hao put the chopped chicken into the pot and replied, "Tell Fu Jin after you have eaten! Although they are brothers and sisters, it is inconvenient to live together all the time."

Han Wen: "Well, I'll ask Huzi their opinion after dinner, whether to add a bed or sleep together."

After Wang Hao was busy with his work, he washed his hands carefully and started to help squeeze the steamed buns.

"Also, but you can believe half of what Huzi said."

Han Wen turned to look at Wang Hao with a smile, "Is Huzi your own son? Do you feel like you're not very good to him?"

Wang Hao wrinkled his nose, "Absolutely my son is exactly the same as when I was a child."

Han Wen looked surprised: "Did you do this when you were young? So naughty."

Wang Hao: "Well, much more naughty than him."

"No wonder! I said that his temperament follows whoever, so it turns out that you have inherited it."

Wang Hao had been rubbing his face all the time, but suddenly he turned his head to the side and looked at Han Wen, "It's been several years, let's have a baby, right?"

When Han Wen just got better, Wang Hao didn't dare to mention it for fear of an accident. Now that the two have been together for so many years, Wang Hao wants another one.

Han Wen's eyes flickered and she was a little nervous, "Why did you say this all of a sudden?"

Wang Hao: "I want a child with you."

Han Wen: "Aren't you afraid of my partiality?"

Wang Hao: "I'm not afraid of your partiality, I'm afraid of my partiality."

Han Wen is still a little hesitant. She has been thinking about this matter for a long time and has been undecided. As a woman, she actually wants a child of her own, and she is afraid that she will not be able to handle the relationship between them, so she has not mentioned it.

Han Wen: "I'm thinking about it!"

Wang Hao knew what Han Wen was hesitating, and looked at Han Wen with more guilt, thinking that he must talk to Hu Zi at night, and let Hu Zi say that there is no better way than this.

After saying this, Han Wen's spirit has been in a trance, and she doesn't even know it after rubbing her face.

Seeing Han Wen like this, Wang Hao was a little distressed and a little funny. He suddenly leaned over, kissed Han Wen's face, and said with a smile, "I'm back to my senses!"

Han Wen was taken aback by Wang Hao's sudden action, looked at him and said, "What are you doing, I'm not afraid that children will see it."

Wang Hao saw Han Wen's thoughts moving like this, and said solemnly, "I'm afraid they don't dare to come in."

Han Wen couldn't help rolling her eyes, "How old are you, you're still like a child."

"Hurry up and burn the pot, or else you will eat."

Wang Hao grinned like a fool, "I'll go right now."

When Wang Hao set the fire on, one stove was on fire, and the other was cooking.

The four children in the family sat lazily playing in the living room. Fu Jin looked at the kitchen and asked worriedly, "Let's not help, are uncle and aunt busy?"

Hu Zi replied casually: "Don't worry! Mom will call us if you're busy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his mother shouting in the kitchen: "Huzi, go and pick some beans for me in the yard. You are picking two eggplants."

Hu Zi looked helpless: "I see, you don't have to go." After that, he went outside to pick beans.

Fu Jin got up with a smile on his face, "I'll go and help you."

Han Wen simmered the chicken first. Both stoves on the stove were used. There was no way for Han Wen to take out the mud-kneaded stove again and set up a fire to prepare for cooking.

When Huzi came in, he had already washed the beans and broke the eggplants. Han Wen raised her eyebrows and praised, "That's good!"

Hu Zi smiled smugly, reached out to lift the lid of the pot, and was lightly kicked by Wang Hao, "What's the hurry, just put it in."

Hu Zi turned to the side, "I just look at it, but I don't want to see you being stingy."

"Mom, how many dishes shall we cook today?"