: Five hundred and seventy-four delicious kimchi

: Five hundred and seventy-four delicious kimchi

Looking at the dark green slices of cucumbers and the diced yellow radishes on the plate, Shen Jiao couldn't help but stretched out her chopsticks and ate the diced pickled radishes and pickled cucumbers without batting an eye. The dizziness and nausea when I was doing the boat were also swept away, and the whole person was refreshed. .

Shen Han, who was concentrating on eating sausages, swallowed his saliva, only to feel that his teeth were sore, so he couldn't help reminding: "Second sister, be careful that your teeth fall."

Shen Jiao smiled disapprovingly: "How could it be downturned? It's not sour at all, it's just right, Qi Xuan's craftsmanship has improved again, please help me pack a jar, I'll take it back to Dongping to eat, Great for porridge."

Shen Han unbelievably took a piece of sour radish and put it into his mouth. The sour taste made him want to die, and he subconsciously wanted to spit it out. But before he came here, his elder brother warned him that after he got here, he should not waste it. Even if a grain of grain falls into the cesspool, it has to be picked up and eaten.

It's just a little sour now, which is much better than falling into a cesspool. Shen Han frowned, chewing without chewing, and swallowed it whole, and then poured more than half a bowl of white porridge, only to be regarded as the sourness in his mouth. Press it down.

Shen Jiao glanced at him suspiciously, then took a piece of sour radish and put it in her mouth, chewed it crunchly, with a satisfied face, it was delicious!

"Xiaohan, you are really picky eaters. You don't like to eat such delicious sour radishes. You have to change your picky eater..." Shen Jiao took the opportunity to educate him, but she just thought that this kid's young master had done something wrong again. .

Han Qixiu calmly spit out the pickled cucumbers in his mouth, and glanced at Shen Han, who was a little aggrieved with a flat mouth. Although he felt that his brother-in-law was wronged, he still kept silent.

In trivial matters, unconditionally pampering, following and protecting your daughter-in-law is a quality that a husband must possess!

After Shen Jiao finished training Shen Han, she couldn't help but stretch her claws toward the plate. Seeing that Han Qixiu and Shen Han didn't like to eat, she simply moved the two plates in front of her and gnawed on it like a dragon. Liver and phoenix brain in general.

Squeak squeak!

The two plates were empty, and Shen Jiao burped contentedly, feeling comfortable and drowsy.

"sleepy!"

After only yawning twice, Shen Jiao couldn't even lift her eyelids, and her head was like a chicken pecking at rice, bit by bit.

Han Qixiu hugged Shen Jiao, who was about to dream, and asked Han Qixuan to entertain Shen Han. She carried Shen Jiao to the bedroom and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shen Jiao slept until nearly dusk the next day and woke up. She was still hungry, so hungry that her chest was on her back, just like she had been hungry for three days and three nights in her previous life, and she wanted to take a bite of anything she saw.

In the living room, the Han family was getting together to prepare for dinner. Han Qingye raised his eyes and glanced, but did not see his grandson-in-law.

"Why doesn't Jiaojiao eat? Xiaoqin is going to wake up your sister-in-law to eat." Han Qingye said solemnly.

Shen Jiao walked out sleepily and smiled embarrassedly. It was really rude to ask her elders to wait for her to eat.

"I'm sorry, I got up a little late."

Shen Han put a piece of waxed duck in his mouth, secretly slandering, second sister, why are you a little late?

You are not a little late!

Han Qixiu packed half a bowl of rice from the kitchen and handed it to Shen Jiao. Shen Jiao had a small appetite. She always only ate half a bowl, and sometimes she couldn't even finish half a bowl.

Shen Jiao looked at the sumptuous meal in front of her and felt very surprised. When did the Han family's breakfast become so particular?

Just eating big fish and meat early in the morning, isn't it too boring?

Han Qixiu took a piece of meat from the belly of the fish, picked the thorns carefully, and put it in Shen Jiao's bowl: "Jiaojiao eat fish."

In fact, Shen Jiao didn't want to eat dry rice or fish. In the morning, she still prefers porridge and side dishes. Like yesterday's pickled radishes and pickled cucumbers, they are very good and very comfortable to eat.

But this was taken by Han Qixiu. Even if she was reluctant, Shen Jiao would eat it. She could not live up to Brother Han's heart.

But as soon as the fish was put into her mouth, Shen Jiao's stomach tumbled for a while, and a strong sense of nausea surged up. Shen Jiao hurriedly covered her mouth and rushed to the bathroom. The Han family looked at the familiar scene in front of them and looked at each other.

Shu Minglan hurriedly took a piece of fish belly and put it in her mouth, chewed it a few times, and said suspiciously, "It's not fishy at all, I've cleaned the black membrane in the fish belly."

Shen Han also took a piece of fish and ate it. Although it wasn't particularly delicious, it didn't make you want to vomit. Second sister, wouldn't it be rude for her to act like this?

After spitting up everything in her stomach, Shen Jiao came back with a pale face, and said weakly, "Qi Xuan, do you still have the sour radish from last night? I want to eat something sour in the morning."

The corner of Shen Han's mouth twitched and reminded: "Second sister, we are having dinner now."

Shen Jiao was stunned for a while, then looked out the window and saw a gorgeous flaming cloud, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Why did she sleep through the night?

So rude!

"Why didn't you call me?" Shen Jiao whispered to Han Qixiu.

Han Qixiu said indifferently: "It's fine, Jiaojiao is fine even if she sleeps until tomorrow morning!"

Han Qixuan came out holding a plate of pickled cucumbers and put the plate in front of Shen Jiao, Shen Jiao's eyes lit up, she took a piece and put it in her mouth, and chewed it.

Holding a plate of pickled cucumbers, Shen Jiao ate it as if she was holding a life-saving elixir.

The soreness that the Han family saw, everyone touched their cheeks, and their back molars collapsed.

Han Qixuan made these kimchi this year, I don't know what happened. There is not a jar of pickles that is not sour. A piece of pickled cucumber can give a bowl of porridge, and there are more than half of them left.

Han Qingye swallowed, touched his cheeks, and couldn't help asking, "Aren't you sour?"

Shen Jiao didn't lift her head, she shook her head vigorously, and put a large chopstick pickle in her mouth, puffing out her cheeks and creaking.

Han Qixiu frowned slightly, put a piece of lean meat into Shen Jiao's bowl, and said softly, "Jiaojiao eat some meat, don't always eat pickled cucumbers, that's not nutritious."

Shen Jiao just took a bite of the meat, then spit it out, frowning and said, "Meat is disgusting, but pickled cucumbers are more comfortable."

After speaking, another large chopsticks of pickled cucumbers were put into their mouths, squeaking, and the Han family collectively covered their cheeks, and their mouths flooded with saliva.

Shu Minglan's thoughts moved, and she asked Shen Jiao in a low voice, "How long has it been since your period?"

Shen Jiao was stunned for a while with the pickled cucumbers in her mouth, and then she realized that she secretly calculated the time when she would return to Sunflower Water, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

She was so busy during this time that she forgot about such an important matter that Kuishui didn't come for more than half a month.

Shen Jiao measured the lateral pulse for herself again, although the pulse phase was not very obvious, but Shen Jiao was already able to confirm that it was the happy pulse!

Shen Jiao was extremely happy, no wonder she liked sour food so much and could sleep all day and night, all because—

She is pregnant!