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Chapter 868: Chapter 871: Suitable for Pig Farming
This season, only families hosting guests would soak glutinous rice, so he hurried to go check it out, reckoning that he might just come across it.
"Madam," Almond teased, "do you think you’re intentionally testing Fourth Master?"
Only because Fourth Master had such a good temper—anyone else might have been scolded.
The meals were already prepared, yet because of a single comment from his wife, he had to busy himself again for half a day.
No wonder all the village women were envious of his wife!
"I just suddenly felt like eating it, no other reason," Qiao Duo’er said with pouted lips, not knowing why her mood soured whenever she craved something but couldn’t have it.
The child in her belly also bore Tan Zhenghong’s contribution; she could only discuss it with Tan Zhenghong.
There shouldn’t be any problem with that.
Understanding, Almond said, "It must be the little young master. He wants to know whether Fourth Master cares about him or not, so he’s causing this ruckus."
Qiao Duo’er agreed wholeheartedly, otherwise, she, known for being so reasonable, would never be making such a fuss!
She had always been very empathetic.
It wasn’t long before Tan Zhenghong returned from buying glutinous rice from another household.
"You’re lucky today. Tomorrow is Grandfather Li’s grandson’s tenth birthday, and they just happened to have this dish, so I bought the glutinous rice to come back. Eat your dinner first, I’ll make it for you," Tan Zhenghong said with pride, feeling that heaven was truly looking out for him to have found it so easily.
Determined, Qiao Duo’er shook her head, "I’m not hungry right now. You get the meat ready, then we eat together."
She had just eaten quite a few pastries at the Feng Family and wasn’t hungry at all.
What mattered most was that she only wanted to eat sticky rice pork belly, and she didn’t want to see anything else.
Tan Zhenghong insisted, remembering the rose cake at home. He walked into the kitchen, holding his wife with one hand and carrying the rice with another.
Once in the kitchen, the only thing Qiao Duo’er had to do was to watch; Tan Zhenghong wouldn’t let her lift a finger.
She looked all around, and soon her eyes fell upon the full bag of glutinous rice.
With a head full of black lines, Qiao Duo’er said, "A bowl of glutinous rice would have been enough, you fool, why did you buy so much?"
"I was afraid there wouldn’t be enough for you to eat," Tan Zhenghong said, scratching the back of his head.
Otherwise, he’d have to run out and buy some more, wasting more time.
Pressing her lips together, Qiao Duo’er said sternly, "I think you should consider starting a pig farm."
"Let’s fatten you up first," he responded.
Tan Zhenghong looked disparagingly at Qiao Duo’er, who at six months pregnant still looked skinny as ever.
The last time he went out, someone had even secretly told him not to mistreat his wife.
Only heaven knew he varied meals and brewed soups and made pastries every day, all to fatten up his wife and child a little.
But the problem was, no matter how much his wife ate or drank, her figure remained unwaveringly good.
Actually... he felt quite defeated.
Tan Zhenghong deftly blanched the meat twice, then added seasonings and water to the pot to cook.
He added some long-burning wood to the fire, so he could spend the time having dinner with Duo’er.
"Eat half a bowl more, or you won’t get to have the pork belly when it’s ready," Tan Zhenghong said with a stern face.
They were having rice for dinner. Duo’er put her chopsticks down after eating half a bowl, clearly preoccupied with the pork belly.
But the pork belly wouldn’t be ready for at least another hour!
Pouting, Qiao Duo’er complained, "Forcing me to eat when I don’t want to, you must not love me anymore."
Tan Zhenghong curled his lip. If he didn’t love her, would he worry whether she was full or not?
But on second thought, trying to reason with a pregnant woman, he retreated.
Any fool knew it would be tough!
