The life of Lao Liu since 1944

Chapter 133 Sending Rice and Flour to Godmother

Seeing the dishes in front of him, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but feel curious about his wife's sumptuous meal today: "Wife, what day is today? Why is the food so good, there are even meat dishes?" As he spoke, he pointed at the table full of delicacies, with a questioning gleam in his eyes.

After hearing this, the aunt responded with a smile: "Today, my godson came and brought us some noodles with meat. I refused it at first, and he got angry!" After saying this, a smile of satisfaction and happiness spread across her face.

When Yi Zhonghai heard this, he showed a satisfied expression on his face and praised: "Not bad! Today you have benefited from your godson's help and enjoyed the blessing. Your godson is really good and filial."

Although he praised him on the surface, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. After all, this was not his biological son. No matter how close he was to his godson, it was still a little less meaningful. In this era, it was common for apprentices to support their masters in their old age, but it was already very good for a godson to send some gifts during festivals.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but swear to himself: He is still young and has plenty of opportunities. As long as he works harder, maybe he will be able to hold a big fat boy next year. He dare not talk about the tricks he played outside. He often went to the Eight Great Hutongs with Lao He. The girls in those places were all beautiful and charming, which made him linger.

However, on the surface he still praised: "Wife, your cooking skills are good today! The rice is especially delicious." Hearing her husband's praise, the aunt showed an even brighter smile on her face.

In the front yard of the Yan family, Yan Bugui returned from fishing today with a happy face. It seems that he had a good catch today. While sorting out his fishing gear, he excitedly shared today's results with his family, his face filled with happiness.

At this time, his wife's words caught his attention. "Today, Hou Jie gave a gift to an aunt. She was so glorious! Everyone in the yard was envious."

"Old Yan, do you know? I see two kilograms of meat and at least ten kilograms of noodles."

After hearing this, Yan Bugui felt a sudden sour feeling in his heart and felt that the fish he caught today was not delicious anymore.

He looked up in the direction of Hou Jie's house and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Why can't I have such a good thing? I picked up such a big kid."

Although he seemed calm on the surface, Yan Bugui was actually feeling turbulent deep down. He began to reflect on himself, thinking that he worked hard, so why didn't he have such an opportunity and treatment? He began to envy Yi Zhonghai's family.

Yan Bugui couldn't help but count the beads on the abacus. He was indeed Yan Laokou, who was not poor if he didn't plan well. From now on, he has become slim.

"Old Yi's wife is lucky. That boy's family is quite wealthy, so they don't need this little bit of money. If you get closer to him in the future, you can get some benefits."

Aunt Yan nodded and said, "I understand. Next time he comes, I will help him and get some good stuff from him."

This situation is completely different when it comes to the Jia family.

I only heard Jia Zhang say, "Damn the Yi family, they don't share the good food with their neighbors. No wonder they can't give birth to a son. They deserve it! No matter how many good things they eat, it's all in vain."

Lao Jia rolled his eyes in boredom. He had nothing to say about his wife's character. He had beaten her many times, but she just couldn't change this bad habit. As long as she didn't cause any big trouble, he would let her do whatever she wanted! He was too lazy to deal with her again.

Jia Dongxu didn't say anything after hearing this, and ate his meal in silence. Although he didn't curse and swear like his mother, he still learned some bad habits from Jia Zhangshi, such as laziness and cunningness. Thanks to his father, Lao Jia, who beat him a lot, he didn't grow up too crooked.

Otherwise, he wouldn't still be a second-level worker after more than ten years. The worst workers who entered the factory at the same year as him were all third-level workers. Don't forget that his master was Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level worker. With such good conditions, he ended up like this, which shows how useless he is.

No wonder he was hung up on the wall at such a young age. He had no skills and had to operate a machine for advanced workpieces. It would be strange if nothing went wrong. It is very easy to get into trouble if you don't have some skills to operate a machine with technical content.

Even though Jia Dongxu looks like a loser, in the eyes of his mother, Jia Zhang, he is a promising kid.

He would brag to the people in the yard about his son, feeling proud and satisfied, as if other people's children could never compare to his own son.

When Hou Jie got home, he saw his wife Mu Chunhua was still busy. She was sitting in front of the window, sewing clothes for the child. Her focused expression and deft fingers seemed to tell the greatness of maternal love.

Hou Jie felt a warm feeling in his heart, but at the same time he felt a little helpless. He walked to Mu Chunhua and said softly, "Wife, are you still busy? Isn't it too early? You are not pregnant yet, isn't this too hasty?"

When Mu Chunhua heard Hou Jie's words, her face slightly turned red. She raised her head, glared at Hou Jie, and said stubbornly: "What do you know! By the time I get pregnant, it will be too late."

"We don't have anyone else to help us, so we can only prepare ourselves. We can't be caught off guard when the time comes."

Hou Jie looked at Mu Chunhua and couldn't help but teasing her, "Really? Haha! Wife, you are blaming me. Why don't we try harder and try to get you pregnant soon?"

When Mu Chunhua heard Hou Jie's words, her face turned even redder. She scolded him, "You are so annoying! You bully me every day. Is that fun? If you continue like this, I will ignore you."

Listening to his wife's coquettish voice, Hou Jie felt as if he had lost three pounds in his bones. He said shamelessly, "Oh, I just like to bully you, and I will bully you for the rest of my life. Hehe, what do you say?"

When Mu Chunhua heard Hou Jie's words, she was both angry and amused. She gently hit Hou Jie and said, "Husband, you are so shameless. I find that you are becoming more and more shameless. How can you be so bad!"

The two continued to joke and joking, and a warm and sweet atmosphere spread in the room. This ordinary and real interaction filled Hou Jie and Mu Chunhua's life with color and warmth.

Although they have not yet welcomed the birth of a new life, the love and expectation between each other have already filled this home with warmth and hope.