The Story of a Young Man Who Traveled Through Time and Space to Farm

Chapter 57

"Eh? Why aren't you moving?" Zhang Wuliang stroked Chen Xiaonian's belly, but there was no response.

"Maybe you're tired," Chen Xiaonian said, "You're still young after all."

Zhang Wuliang nodded, stroking back and forth with his big hands reluctantly.

Chen Xiaonian leaned in his arms, enjoying the peace of the moment, as if she didn't think about anything, but also seemed to think about a lot.

"Husband, do you like boys or boys?" Chen Xiaonian asked.

"I like both" Zhang Wuliang thought without thinking: "Let the boy look more like you, he will definitely look good. It doesn't matter if it's a boy, he can look like anyone."

"Yeah" Chen Xiaonian leaned on his shoulder, and his hands overlapped with Zhang Wuliang's and placed on his lower abdomen: "The boy should look more like your husband."

"Okay" Zhang Wuliang said in agreement: "Then let's have two, one like you and one like me."

Zhang Zhenyong came home from school. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw his brother and brother-in-law hugging each other, surrounded by pink bubbles. Zhang Zhenyong said "Huh" in his heart and slipped back to his room.

Since Zhang Wuliang felt his son's movements, he has been more keen to interact with him.

Except for some necessary things in the fields, he has been staying at home, accompanying Chen Xiaonian and the children, talking to him and telling him stories, which made Chen Xiaonian embarrassed and heartwarming.

As time passed, Luo Yuanqing's birthday finally arrived. No matter as a good friend of Luo Mingyue, the boss of Baiyufang, or the owner of the recipe of Songhua eggs, Zhang Wuliang had to attend this banquet.

However, adhering to the idea of ​​delaying for a day, Zhang Wuliang went out under the starlight on the morning of the 16th.

It was only about five or six in the morning when he arrived at Buning Lane, but Wu Maoqian's house was already brightly lit and everyone was busy. Zhang Wuliang walked in from the door, just like he entered a crowd going against the flow. He finally found Wu Maoqian in the warehouse where Songhua eggs were stored after stumbling all the way.

Wu Maoqian was collecting Songhua eggs and felt a dark shadow in his sight. He looked up and saw Zhang Wuliang and was very surprised: "Why are you here?"

"Didn't you ask my brother to bring a letter to call me here?" Zhang Wuliang looked around the room and made it look like he was in good shape.

"You came when I asked you to. When did you become so obedient?" Wu Maoqian continued to say in an exaggerated tone.

"Okay, stop making fun of me. Tell me honestly why you asked me to come?"

Zhang Wuliang would not be provoked. He lived a happy life at home that others could not envy.

"Tsk..." This man was getting thicker and thicker-skinned. He was acting like a hands-off shopkeeper...

Wu Maoqian felt that he could not compete with him in terms of face. He put down the preserved egg in his hand and said to Zhang Wuliang: "Lao Liu made a few dishes according to your previous recipe. I will take you to see them."

"Okay, let's go." Since we are here, let's go and see. Zhang Wuliang turned around and motioned him to lead the way.

"The general method has been discussed with the chef of Luo Mansion. You can go and see if there is anything inappropriate now, and you can make changes in time."

Speaking of this, Wu Maoqian was still angry: "If you had come earlier, you wouldn't have to be so anxious!"

"Oh, what's the big deal?" Zhang Wuliang was relieved: "Can't you taste it?"