Transformed into a Beautiful Female Matching Mother [Nineties]

21-30

Chapter 21
When Song Qingqing heard her mother say that Xiao Zhuye looked like her, she was naturally very happy.

"Mom, you don't know, Xiao Zhuye's eyes are most like mine, so beautiful."

Children's eyes are naturally clear and round, and their pupils are much larger than those of adults. Xiao Zhuye's eyes are like black grapes. When he blinks at you, even a heart as cold as minus thirty degrees Celsius can be melted by his eyes.

"Time flies so fast, it feels like you were still a little girl! Now you're married and have children." Mother Song sighed with a smile as she watched Song Qingqing talking boastfully.

"You don't know. I heard that you had a premature and difficult birth. I haven't slept well for several days." After Song's mother said this with emotion, she reached out and tidied Song Qingqing's hair with caring eyes.

Being a mother, if you have given birth to a child yourself, you naturally understand how difficult it is to give birth.

"It's okay, Mom. I'm your daughter and I'm blessed with a long life." Song Qingqing didn't dare to look at her mother, so she smiled and leaned on her mother's shoulder and acted coquettishly.

"You, you're already so grown up but still haven't developed a proper figure." Song's mother teased Song Qingqing.

"I'll ask your dad to go to the mountain to catch some rock chickens to nourish you in the evening. You can stay at home for a few more days. Mom will make delicious food for you every day."

"Okay, I've been craving the food you cook for a long time." Song Qingqing nodded repeatedly.

Song's father is an old mountain man. He has inherited skills from his ancestors and is very good at catching wild rabbits and wild partridges.

Therefore, even during those years when they ate less and drank less, the Song family still lived a good life.

And wild stone chicken is indeed a very tonic food, comparable to small ginseng.

"Come on, go downstairs, Mom will cut some watermelon for you. Our family planted some watermelons this year, and I just picked a few. I wanted to ask your brother to take some time to send them to you tomorrow." After seeing her little granddaughter, Song's mother took Song Qingqing's hand and went downstairs.

"There has been a lot of rain this year, so the watermelons are not very sweet. You should like them." Song Qingqing loves watermelons, and she happens to like watermelons that are not that sweet.

Song's mother was very efficient. She pulled Song Qingqing downstairs and went to the well outside with a bucket to fetch water.

The well water is cool in summer, so you can use a bucket of well water to chill the watermelon, which will make it taste better.

"Why did you buy so many things?" Song's mother chilled the watermelon and opened the bag that Song Qingqing brought: "Spending money recklessly."

Song's mother spoke to Song Qingqing in a slightly reproachful manner, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

"Mom, it would be bad if I, a married girl, go back to my parents' home without a chicken in my left hand and a duck in my right hand, but it's not good to come empty-handed." Song Qingqing joked to herself.

She didn't actually buy anything. She just went to the grocery store and bought some sugar, noodles, and some dried longans and red dates.

"Who says it's not nice to go back to your parents' home empty-handed after getting married? You are my daughter, not a guest visiting relatives." Song's mother glared at her pretending to be angry, then happily put away the things and put them in the utility room.