Feng Wu's belly has been in the stomach for several months, and I don't know if it is because of the child in the belly, Feng Wu's motherhood is very overflowing.
The first obvious expression is that love dresses up Boa. She scoured a bunch of hair ropes and jade pendants every day, and changed Bao'er's hair in a fancy way. That Baoer is also good, she does not make trouble when she combs her hair three times a day, no matter what hairstyle Feng Wu tossed for her, she always praises it: it looks good!
Bao'er's father, the third master, and Bao'er's second uncle, the second master, can't stand it anymore. Who can bear the appearance of this precious baby in the family that changes in less than two hours? The two elders expressed their sympathy for Baoer, so Baoer's father, as a representative, served Baoer and her mother after going to bed. to negotiate with her.
"Feng'er, look, it's not suitable for Bao'er to dress up like this all day long. She has less time to do homework every day, and less time to go out to play. Little baby, it's time to run and jump, you let her go. She sits all day combing her hair, and she shouldn't be playing with other dolls."
Feng Wu, who was stretched out on the bed with a big belly, thought seriously: "But the girl doll has to dress up. Look, Baoer is very happy to change her makeup every day."
Long San sighed inwardly, thought for a while, and then said: "But Bao'er can't just comb her hair, you are a mother, you have to make good plans for Bao'er, in the future when Bao'er grows up, if you want to get married, you must also I have my own business to do. Then my mother-in-law asked: Baoer, what can you do? Baoer replied: You can comb beautiful hair. Wouldn’t that be a shame? Do you feel bad for your grievance?"
Feng Wu raised her eyebrows, and just as she was about to speak, Long San pointed at her lips and stopped talking. Long San said again: "I understand what you are talking about. If Bao'er is wronged, you must get her back, right? But you think, if Bao'er gets married, many things have to be dealt with by herself. How can you be a mother and support her everywhere, can you still stay by her side every day? You can only see her for three or five days. When you come back, Bo'er is there by herself, can you? You have to look at the face of your in-laws. What I mean by this is that when you become a mother, you can think more about your child, and take advantage of Bo'er's age to get things done quickly, so that she has time to learn more useful things."
Feng Wu knew that what Long San said made sense, so she shut up, stared at the top of the tent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "What is useful?"
Long San was dumbfounded for a while, because he suddenly remembered that Feng Feng in his family seemed to be not very good at other than fighting. If he ordered a few things that the girl learned from home, would it reveal her shortcomings?
Long San quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. This first round of persuasion failed, and he couldn't think of any suitable answer, so he would try harder next time.
Feng Wu turned her head and saw that Long San had fallen asleep in such a short time. She was annoyed and took a bite on his shoulder, then hugged his arms in his arms, and closed his eyes and fell asleep.
On the second day, Long San went out early in the morning, and Feng Wu went to Mammy Yu and asked seriously: "Mammy, what do you think is in charge of your daughter's family?"
Mammy Yu asked back, "What's the use of it?"
"That's right, when you get married, you can make your in-laws appreciate what you like."
This topic made Yu Ma's spirits refreshed, she sat up straight, and happily took Feng Wu's hand and said carefully: "Madam, you really have a heart. The strengths of my daughter's family are nothing more than piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, cooking, and female celebrity. Wait, of course, it is very important to be filial to your parents-in-law, to be obedient to your father-in-law, to inherit the lineage, to develop skills for your husband's family, and to be good-natured, virtuous, and virtuous. What are the styles of the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting
Feng Wu patiently listened to Yu Ma's words for half an hour, and finally couldn't help but interject: "Ma'am, you missed something."
Yu Ma was taken aback: "What did you miss?"
"A martial arts, guarding the family and guarding the house is also an advantage."
"Uh..." Mammy Yu came back to her senses and hurriedly made up for it: "Yes, yes, Madam is right, this martial arts is also a strength, of course it counts. If you don't have this ability, you forget it."
Feng Wu pursed her lips, feeling a little depressed. Seeing this, Mama Yu quickly comforted her: "If Madam is willing, I can accompany Madam to study together, but now Madam has a body, so it is not appropriate to be tired. After the baby is born, Madam will think about these things."
Feng Wu nodded and walked away step by step. It turns out that she doesn't know anything about her daughter's likable things. Feng Wu walked and calculated, what kind of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how difficult it is to learn, anyway, she is married, and it is absolutely impossible for Long San to return it. Thinking of this, she is relieved.
Back in the yard, the maid was playing a kite with Baoer, Feng Wu waved to Baoer, Baoer flew the kite and ran over, her little face was red and sweaty. Feng Wu pulled her down and sat down, took out a sweat towel and wiped it carefully for her, let the maid take the water and spread the fresh fruit, when the doll was out of breath and had enough rest, she said: "Bao'er Ah, mother won't pull you to comb your hair from now on."
"What does that mother want to do?" Bao'er asked obediently, blinking Shui Ling's big eyes.
"Mother didn't think about it, what does Bao'er want to do?"
Baoer opened his mouth and ate a grape that Feng Wu had peeled, turned his eyes to think for a moment, and said, "Baoer likes to draw."
Feng Wu's face collapsed when she heard it, it wasn't that she wanted to attack her little baby, it was really a painting drawn by Baoer, and she never understood it.
Bao'er looked at Feng Wu and asked, "Mother doesn't like painting? What does that mother like?"
When Feng Wu became a mother, she still knew that she was blushing: "Mother is best at fighting and eating."
Bao'er tilted his head and thought for a while: "Dad and the second uncle did not let Bao'er learn martial arts. Brother Qingsheng also said that he was there. Baoer didn't need to learn this, and Baoer didn't like to learn martial arts."
Feng Wu sighed and felt very regretful: "After that mother, she can't take Bao'er to walk around the rivers and lakes, and become a pair of chivalrous women."
Bao'er nodded seriously: "Bao'er doesn't like to be a chivalrous girl."
Feng Wu sighed again: "What else does Bao'er want to do?"
"What else do you want to do?"
"Apart from fighting, mother can only eat."
"Then Bao'er eats with her mother."
Bao'er's suggestion made Feng Wu's eyes instantly brighten: "Yes, isn't there another cooking skill? Yes, we'll learn this." Feng Wu found the target at once, and was so happy that she hugged Bao'er and kissed several times. .
That night, Feng Wu announced her great plan to Long San.
"Xiang Gong." Feng Wu's call made Long San refreshed, and he was afraid that he had something important to say.
"I've discussed it with Bao'er." Well, it was discussed with Bao'er. Long San quickly concentrated and listened carefully.
"We won't play with combing and changing hair in the future." After using the word "play", Long San hurried to be on guard.
"Our mother and wife decided to learn cooking skills, and we will cook the family's meals in the future!"
"..." Long San was speechless.
Feng Wu pushed him: "What do you mean by this expression?"
"Uh… "
"We are very serious. Today, Mammy Yu also said that cooking is a very important skill in my daughter's family. Don't you also say that while Bao'er is young and eager to learn, let her learn something useful? Today? I discussed it with Baoer here. She said she likes to draw, but I think that if she continues to draw like this, there will be no difference between a chick and a hairball. She should not be able to learn anything. It is best to learn cooking. I will make it later. Delicious and most practical."
"That… "
"Don't worry, Xianggong, I went to chat with Chef Tang today. My mother and I are not very good at cooking yet. We won't be able to take over the food in this family for a while. Let's learn from Chef Tang first, and then we will be able to handle it by ourselves. Now, let's cook for everyone. What do you think?"
Long San stayed for a long time, and finally got his voice back: "You have a big belly, so it's hard to work hard. Why don't you wait until the baby is finished before making plans."
"Don't work, don't work, just learn to cook, where to work. I promise, that is, when I cook every day, I will take Baoer to watch and study, and I will not be tired. I will prepare a chair. , prepare water, go back to the house to rest when you feel tired, what do you think?"
Long San looked at her high-spirited appearance, what else could he do? He finally struggled: "I'll go talk to Chef Tang about this."
On the second day, Chef Tang saw Long San with snot and tears: "Third Master, what should I do with the small kitchen? Madam may come and have a look occasionally, but what is it like sitting there with a chair and staring at it? What's the matter? Third Master, you can see that Madam's belly is getting bigger every day. The kitchen area is small and there is a lot of oil smoke. It's really not suitable for her to come. If there is any bump, the little one can't explain it. "
Long San sighed and patted Chef Tang's shoulder: "Chef Tang, I'm here to tell you, stick to it for a few days, Feng'er is just greedy for a few days of freshness, and it'll be fine in a few days. Don't do anything in the kitchen. Make dishes with heavy oil smoke that are simple and easy to understand, and make them happy and happy, and let others cook in the small kitchen for heavy oil dishes.”
When Chef Tang heard this, he knew that there was no hope. With that expression, Long San felt guilty for a while, but he still had to say: "Those things with sharp corners and corners that are easy to stumbling and stumbling have been withdrawn. Make the place nicer, the ground has to be wiped clean, don't slip them."
Chef Tang shouted, "Third Master, is that the kitchen you're talking about?"
After another two days, Feng Wu and Baoer officially entered the kitchen to learn cooking skills from Chef Soup. From that day on, the dining table of the Long family has changed.
"Why are the dishes so oily?" Long Er was very particular about eating, and was not happy if he didn't like it at all.
"Second Master Hui, these are the dishes from the small kitchen."
"What about the big kitchen?"
"Second Master, these four dishes are from the big kitchen."
"Every dish? Is this cooking or feeding the birds?"
"Back to the second master, today the third lady and Miss Bao'er went to the kitchen to learn how to cook."
Long Er frowned and looked at Long San, who was pretending to be deaf and dumb: "Where's your daughter-in-law? What about Bao'er? Why didn't you come to dinner?"
Long San was helpless, and replied, "They've had enough to eat, so they're taking a walk to digest."
"Have you eaten yet?" Long Er looked at the poor little dishes on the plate and seemed to understand.
The little servant next to him, who had no eyesight, was still explaining: "The soup chef made the dishes, and the third lady brought Miss Bao'er to try it out and taste it, but after eating it, there was only so much left in each plate. The soup chef had no choice, so he asked the small kitchen to make more dishes."
Long Er stared at the plate of vegetables, Long San buried his head and ate hard. The two treasured pimples in the family were the ones who stole the vegetables. They really couldn't say anything.
But half a month later, Feng Wu took Bao'er and, in the name of learning cooking, swept the big kitchen and the small kitchen, and went to play every day when he was full, and did not go to the dinner table. Keeping Long Er and Long San facing each half plate of dishes, that's fine, two big men endure it.
But when Long Qingsheng came home that day, he yelled at Long Erlongsan as soon as he entered the door: "Second uncle and third uncle, how did you take care of Baoer? Why did Baoer become round?"