A Good Pregnant Life (BL)

A Good Pregnant Life Chapter 42

Wowo, who was sitting in front of the dining table, had already smelled the scent. At this moment, he ran over on his short legs and sniffed hard, "What, fragrance..."

　　

　　Wowo is too short to see what's in the cage. He can only look up his neck to see the surging heat. He is almost drooling. He is holding Xu Cinian's trousers and not letting go. He has to do it now. Eat one.

　　

　　"It's too hot to eat now, wait until it's cold." Xu Cinian walked to the living room with the cage, poured a glass of milk and placed it in front of Wowo's small bench.

　　

　　"Watch...now, eat...Uncle Luo...and eat..." Wowo kept turning around, smiling and squinting his eyes. He was more busy than Xu Cinian, a cook.

　　

　　Xu Cinian laughed and hugged him on the stool and said, "Luo Xiaomao really didn't hurt you in vain. You are thinking about him when you are not at home. Why don't you want me to eat?"

　　

　　"Um... Dad eat first." Wuwoxin thought it was true, and quickly pushed the milk to Xu Cinian, tilted his head and asked, "Uncle Luo, where did you go?"

　　

　　Xu Cinian smiled and squeezed Wowo's fat face, and put the little rabbit bean paste into his hand after blowing it cold. "Xiao Mao has gone to his sisters' wedding. I'm not at home today. You will hold it for a while. Can the little rabbit go out with dad?"

　　

　　Wowo was holding the white and fat little rabbit bean paste bag with a look of surprise, stabbed it with her finger, and then sneaked up to smell it. He wanted to eat it but couldn't bear it.

　　"Go to...City City?"

　　

　　Xu Cinian moved for a while, and couldn't laugh or cry. "Who said you're going to find him? You only met him once, so why did you remember it all at once?"

　　

　　"Looking for the city, just keep two... well... just one. Wowo want to eat one more."

　　No matter what Xu Cinian said, Wowo insisted that he was going to find the city when he went out, so he had to give him a little rabbit bean paste, but there are so few bean paste... Chengcheng... I have QAQ all at once

　　

　　"..." Hey, bastard, did you even want to hear what I said!

　　Xu Cinian rubbed his forehead with a headache, believing that this little bastard's temper must be inherited from someone, and he looks like a rogue, completely unreasonable.

　　

　　After breakfast, he put on a coat, a scarf, mask and a hat to Wowo, wrapped like a small cotton pile, and packed the fried glutinous rice balls in a kraft paper bag and stuffed them into his hands. He took his little hand and walked out of the house.

　　Usually at this time Xu Cinian would go to Chengnan Street to sell won and stew, and his income in one day was quite good, which was enough for him and Wowo to live on. However, after setting up a stall for nearly a month, Xu Cinian gradually had his own. intend.

　　Although roadside snacks make money, it is not a long-term solution. No matter how hot the business is, it will not be able to form a scale. If you want to truly gain a foothold in the catering industry in S City, everything you do now is far from enough.

　　

　　Besides, he was alone and had to take care of Wowo. Although Xiaomao helped relieve a lot of the burden, Wowo could only stay at home when he was in time for the city management inspection and Xiaomao's night shift.

　　A child less than two years old, no matter how smart and obedient, it would be too dangerous to be alone at home. Xu Cinian said that he didn’t want to make fun of his son’s life safety, so he thought about it and decided to give up. Must be a steaming won stew stall.

　　

　　In the past two years, he has saved some money in his hand, plus a lot of cash when he was cleaning up Dong Feng. This part of the money is enough for him to do a small business in S City. As for what business he wants to do, he already has a lot of money. idea.

　　

　　When he was still in Xu's house, his grandfather often told him that food is the top priority for the people, even if the society is turbulent, he can’t eat and drink for a short time. Therefore, if he wants to do a good job in the catering industry, he must have good sources of ingredients, breeding and catering. In parallel, we can ensure that what we eat in our stomachs will be delicious and healthy, business will flourish and life will be better.

　　

　　Xu Cinian was very touched by his grandfather's words back then, but unfortunately he was sent to prison by Xu Xinnian before he could do his best. Now that everything has been done again, he has become more determined to engage in breeding, and he wants to treat it as a career. To develop, but also to fulfill the last wish left by my grandfather.

　　

　　It’s a pity that the father and son went hand in hand in several large markets in S City for a day, and there was still nothing to gain in the evening. Xu Cinian was not in a hurry to set up a breeding project, and while inspecting the market, he bought a lot of wowo favorites Vegetables. At first, the little guy walked with his father, but in the end he was too tired to ride directly on Xu Cinian’s neck and fell asleep all the way.

　　

　　Hearing the small snoring sound in the ear, Xu Cinian, who has been shopping all day, did not see any fatigue. The expression on his face was very soft. He quietly hugged him from his back into his arms, and the little guy did not wake up. Sleeping with closed eyes is particularly fragrant, long and dense eyelashes tremble with breathing, and two dimples on the chubby bun's face are looming.

　　I don't know how, I suddenly thought of Qu Cheng, the blanket he put on himself that day in the heavy rain, and the guy's eyebrows similar to Wowo.

　　

　　Speaking of it, he still owes that guy a meal, right?

　　

　　Xu Cinian said to himself, and didn't know whether he was asking himself or asking Wowo. As a result, the little guy in the clouds and mist sleeping in his arms suddenly mumbled, "Chengcheng, Baozi..."

　　Then he rolled over with his little butt, and squeezed the red bean paste bag for Qucheng Rabbit.

　　

　　Xu Cinian grabbed his hair and didn't understand why he suddenly remembered that person. For a moment, he was a little embarrassed. He looked down at the "trophies" he bought at the major vegetable markets. Or... just treat tonight, too. Even if he paid him a favor, he bought everything, and it would be a waste not to eat.

　　

　　Yes, I suddenly remembered that he must be worried about wasting food, there is absolutely no other reason.