When she got to Tang Mengyu's side, she was extremely enthusiastic. She bent down and put her arms around her neck. She said with a smile, "sister-in-law, it's coming new year. I'll stay at home for a long time. It's said that you're also at home to take care of your body. We can just be a companion."

Tang Mengyu fondly rubbed her hair and said with a light smile: "that's the best. During the day, everyone is busy, and I'm a bored person. I don't feel lonely if you accompany me."

"Well, I'll go upstairs and catch up with you tomorrow morning."

After that, he Jiaren yawned and went upstairs with her bag.

The next morning.

After breakfast, Tang Mengyu is reading in the room. He Jiaren comes in with a tray.

"Sister-in-law, please try this porridge. I made it by myself. I started to cook it early in the morning." He Jiaren put the pot on the tea table and said with great pride.

She glanced down at the pot and saw that in addition to yam, he Jiaren also added red dates and wolfberry to the porridge. It can be said that the ingredients are rich, and the porridge is also very good.

He Jiaren took out the bowl and spoon from the tray, filled her with a bowl of yam porridge, handed it to her, and said happily, "I'm learning to cook recently. I've made this porridge several times, and I'm sure it's delicious."

She took the bowl with a smile, scooped a mouthful of porridge with a spoon, blew it gently, and put the porridge into her mouth to taste it carefully.

He Jiaren was staring at her and asked eagerly, "how about it? How about it? "

She nodded vigorously and praised, "delicious! This porridge has a soft taste and a pleasant fragrance. It takes a lot of effort. Beauty, you are so good

He Jiaren, who was praised, was very happy and talked about the practice of yam porridge.

"First, peel and wash the yam, then wash the glutinous rice, put them into the pot, boil them over high heat, and then boil them slowly for 20 minutes over low heat..."

He Jiaren explained and supervised her to eat all the yam porridge in the bowl.

She had eaten a lot of breakfast, and with this bowl of porridge, she felt that she was really strong. She could not bear to disappoint the other party's kindness, and forced her to finish eating the yam porridge in the bowl.

"There's more in the pot. Can I get you another bowl?" He Jiaren blinked and said.

Hearing this, she quickly waved her hand and said, "I haven't finished my breakfast. I can't eat too much. Otherwise, you leave the pot for me to eat later, OK

"Yes, yam porridge is good for pregnant women. You must remember to eat more."

After that, he Jiaren smiles and turns away from the room.

Seeing that the other side's back completely disappeared, she gave a long sigh of relief, thinking that she would eat again, and she would burst her stomach.

She picked up the book and read it for a while. Suddenly, she heard a light knock on the door. Then Lu Zhengfang walked in slowly.

"Mengyu, how are you these days?" Lu Zhengfang had a smile on her face and looked at her lovingly.

"It's good. The symptoms of unhappiness are much less." She replied with a smile.

Lu Zhengfang nodded with satisfaction and sighed, "that's good. When I was pregnant with a beautiful woman, I suffered a lot."

Speaking of Miss He, she pointed to the small pot on the tea table and said, "Auntie, you have a good daughter. She is not only beautiful, but also delicious to cook. This is the yam porridge she made. I had a bowl of it just now. It tastes very good. Please try it, too

"Did you do it? Then I have to eat a bowl. " Lu Zhengfang said with a smile.

Hearing this, she took up the bowl and spoon, went to the bathroom, washed the tableware, and then poured the porridge from the small pot into the bowl and handed it to Lu Zhengfang.

"Auntie, the porridge is just right now." She said it kindly.

Lu Zhengfang took up the bowl and took a mouthful of porridge to her mouth. After tasting it, she could not help but give a thumbs up and exclaimed, "it's really delicious."

Before long, Lu Zhengfang ate the porridge clean.

After a while, Lu Zhengfang said she would go to the Buddhist temple to recite sutras. After giving her a few words, she got up and left the room.

In a moment, he Jiaren came back with the cut fruit and saw that the porridge in the small pot had been eaten up. She asked her in a hurry, "sister-in-law, did you drink all the porridge?"

"It's not me. Just now my aunt came to see me and gave her porridge to try her daughter's craft."

Hearing this, he Jiaren's smile disappeared, replaced by a look of shock.

"Broken! My mother can't eat yam. She'll be allergic to it! " He Jiaren's eyebrows twisted into a pimple and said anxiously.

"Ah? Let's go and see her now

As the words fell, she took her hand and hurried to the Little Buddha Hall.

On the way, she sighed to herself that her aunt knew she would be allergic to yam, but when she heard that the porridge was made by her daughter, she did not hesitate to drink it. Maternal love is really great.

When she arrived at the gate of the Buddhist temple, she cut a big hole in her skirt by a branch beside her. She quickly lowered her head to deal with the skirt, so as to avoid the embarrassment of walking away.Worried about Lu Zhengfang's allergic symptoms, Tang Mengyu did not care to help miss he get a skirt and walked up the steps.

She saw Lu Zhengfang, with her back to herself, sitting on a futon chanting sutras. Just about to say hello, she saw a gecko fall from the roof and fall beside the futun.

Lu Zhengfang didn't see what was falling. She was startled. She stood up and stepped back half a step.

She calmed down a little, slightly lowered her head, saw the gecko on the ground, the original soft expression instantly became evil and sycophantic.

The next second, Lu Zhengfang suddenly took a step forward, lifted her foot and landed on the gecko, and trampled it down for a long time. Until it was confirmed that the gecko had been trampled to death, she moved her foot and kicked it aside in disgust.

Seeing this, Tang Mengyu was deeply surprised. It is said that people who practice in Qing Dynasty don't kill animals. My aunt recites Buddhist Scriptures every day, and does not touch any meat. She has never seen her eat meat since she married into the Lu family. What's more, she has done such a cruel thing!

Just now, my aunt not only did her best to trample the gecko to death, but also showed a fierce and contemptuous look. Compared with the usual kind-hearted appearance, she seemed to be a different person.

Did it happen by chance? Or is that the real face of my aunt?

Just as she was deep in thought, he Jiaren had handled her skirt and came over, patted her on the shoulder and asked softly, "sister-in-law, what do you think?"

"Oh, I was a little nauseous just now, so stand here and take it easy." She covered the eyes of the complex emotions, smile should be a sentence.

"Are you all right?" He Jiaren asked with concern.

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