Courtyard House: New Life, New Silly Zhu

Chapter 117

Listening to the conversation between the brother and sister outside the kitchen, Yang Lifang felt even more energetic while cooking.

She lived a comfortable life, eating simple meals every day and having meat dishes a few times a week. She was content with her life.

The only thing she regrets is that she hasn't gotten pregnant yet, but her husband has never said anything about it, so she hasn't thought about it too much. Anyway, there's still a long time ahead, and maybe she'll get pregnant someday.

After wiping the bicycle, He Yushui pushed it into the room.

After seeing this, Yang Lifang said to He Yushui, "Yushui, wash your hands after you're done wiping. It's time to eat now."

"Okay, sister-in-law," He Yushui replied, and then quickly ran to wash her hands.

After washing her hands, He Yushui closed the door. In the dead of winter, how could she leave the door open? The food would get cold in no time.

Although He Yuzhu doesn't cook at home, he always gives Yang Lifang pointers when she's cooking, and the dishes turn out quite well.

The family was having dinner when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" He Yuzhu never drinks alcohol when he eats at home, and he finishes his meals very quickly. So, He Yushui didn't need to open the door; he got up and opened it himself.

Upon opening the door, one could see a dusty figure standing in front of his house, holding an old hen in his hand.

"Hey, Xu Damao, you're back from the countryside?" He Yuzhu said with a smile as he looked at Xu Damao.

Xu Damao looks very different now compared to six months ago.

He had two small mustaches on his face and his hair was neatly combed, but he had just returned from the countryside and his clothes still looked dusty.

"Zhu Zi, look." Xu Damao held up the old chicken in his hand and showed it to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu knew what he was up to as soon as he saw the situation: "Da Mao, do you want me to stew chicken for you?"

He said it as a question, but his tone was certain, because this wasn't the first time. When Zhang Daya was pregnant before, Xu Damao would bring some things with him every time he went to the countryside, asking him to help make some nourishing food for Zhang Daya.

"Hehe, Zhu Zi, you know me best. That's exactly what I mean. Don't worry, I brought a chicken and some eggs this time. You'll get your share." With that, Xu Damao handed the chicken to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu took the chicken and said with a smile, "Alright, Xu Damao, it's the same old routine, I'll make it for you tomorrow, come and pick it up then."

Although he married a woman from the countryside, it didn't mean He Yuzhu could go to the countryside whenever he wanted. On the contrary, in order to earn more money, he would take on jobs in the city every Sunday.

It's been a long time since I've been to the countryside, let alone bought chickens there.

The chicken's legs were already tied up, and He Yuzhu placed the chicken directly on the woodpile in the kitchen.

Then he washed his hands and returned to the dining table.

"Brother Zhu, Da Mao bought chickens for his wife again," Yang Lifang asked He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu nodded and said nonchalantly, "Yeah, you know how much Xu Damao values ​​that kid. He asks me to make things for him every few days."

"Sigh, I really envy Zhang Daya," Yang Lifang sighed.

He Yuzhu raised an eyebrow, knowing what Yang Lifang was thinking, and said, "Alright, stop being envious. You'll have a child sooner or later. We're more relaxed now that we don't have one, don't you think?"

Yang Lifang disagreed, but didn't say much, since her belly was uncooperative and there was no point in saying anything more.

At the Jia family's house, Qin Huairu felt nauseous and quickly picked up a mouthful of salted vegetables, swallowing it before feeling better.

"Huai Ru, your reaction is too much. How about I go buy some pickled plums?" Jia Dongxu said with some heartache as he looked at Qin Huai Ru.

Qin Huairu shook her head and refused, saying, "No need, why waste money? This pickled vegetable is fine, it goes well with rice."

With a smile, Jia Zhangshi said, "That's right, those sour plums are sour, what's so delicious about them? Salted vegetables are just fine."

Besides, the stronger the woman's reaction, the better; it might mean she's carrying a boy!

Jia Dongxu thought differently: "That's not necessarily true. A strong reaction doesn't necessarily mean it's a boy. It could also be a girl. If you ask me, it would be best if Huai Ru could give me a big, healthy girl this time."

"Go away, you brat, what are you saying? What's so good about a big, fat girl? If you're going to have children, have more boys so the family can prosper." Madam Jia rolled her eyes at her son and said irritably.

During this period, having a son is definitely a good thing. However, Jia Dongxu couldn't say that. Instead, he wanted to suggest having a daughter, lest his mother be unhappy if he actually had a girl.

"Mom, well, having a son is enough for the family. What I really want now is a daughter, a boy and a girl, to make a perfect family," Jia Dongxu said with a smile.

Madam Jia Zhang laughed and said, "Dongxu, that's not necessarily true. Look at Huairu, she's reacting so strongly and wants sour food. Sour for a boy, spicy for a girl, this grandson is definitely coming."

The family discussed having a son or a daughter, but Qin Huairu was struggling to swallow her food. The family was poor and couldn't afford much good food, so she had to eat her fill at every meal, otherwise the child wouldn't get enough nutrition.

Meanwhile, after delivering the chicken to He Yuzhu's house, Xu Damao pushed his bicycle home.

"Da Mao, you're back?" Zhang Daya greeted him as he returned and took the things from his hands.

The item in his hand wasn't heavy, so Xu Damao let Zhang Daya take it from him.

"I'm back. I just came back from the countryside. Da Ya, I brought back an old hen from the countryside this time. I just delivered it to the He family. You'll have an old hen to eat tomorrow," Xu Damao said with a smile.

Zhang Daya was very happy with what Xu Damao said. She didn't care what she would eat tomorrow, but she cared about Xu Damao's concern for her.

She felt she hadn't married the wrong man. Since marrying him, she not only ate good food every few days, but whenever she went to the countryside to bring back some good stuff, she would ask He Yuzhu to cook it for her.

As soon as he came back, he showered her with concern and care. As long as he was home, Zhang Daya never cooked a meal or even did much housework.

"Da Mao, after the chicken stew is ready tomorrow, you should eat some too. You've had a hard time in the countryside, so you should nourish yourself properly," Zhang Daya said gently to Xu Damao.

Xu Damao, as a projectionist, usually ate well when he went to the countryside, so he didn't mind. Instead, he said to Zhang Daya, "It's okay, you eat more, I'll just have a couple of sips of soup. But let me hear if my son is still moving."

Zhang Daya smiled and lifted her clothes, inviting Xu Damao to listen. Every time Xu Damao came back from a trip to the countryside, he would listen to the sounds of her belly, as if that would make all his fatigue disappear.

Xu Damao was about to lean in to listen when he noticed the dust on his clothes and quickly stopped.

"Wait a minute, I'm too dirty. I'll wash up and come back to listen later." After saying that, Xu Damao went to wash up.

It's the dead of winter and there's no snow. The cold wind blows, and the dust on the road makes you feel all dirty.

After washing up, Xu Damao approached Zhang Daya again.

He lowered his head, put his ear to Zhang Daya's belly, and didn't speak, even his breathing was very soft.

There was no movement inside his stomach; it was very quiet, as if nothing was there. Xu Damao wasn't worried and continued listening.

The next moment, suddenly, his cheek seemed to sense something, and he heard a thud in his ear.

"Da Ya, I heard it, I heard it, I heard it!" Xu Damao said excitedly, looking up at Zhang Daya.

"That kid is really strong. I heard a loud thud."

Zhang Daya looked at her husband's excited state with amusement and said, "Alright, stop getting excited. Damao has heard everything. Now let's eat."

Xu Damao shook his head: "No rush, no rush, I'm not hungry yet, I want to listen a little longer." As he spoke, Xu Damao moved closer to Zhang Daya's belly.

Zhang Daya shook her head helplessly and stopped talking, letting her husband listen to her stomach.