The two of them talked and laughed, and they had dug up this area for a short time and had already filled their own baskets.

Zhao Yuanle jumped up directly, but Widow Yu still had to find a place to step on the pit.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuanle directly reached out to Widow Yu. Widow Yu was stunned for a moment and held her hand back.

Zhao Yuanle pulled Widow Yu up without much effort.

She sighed.

"It's so light."

Much lighter than Jinfeng.

Widow Yu stood firm and walked back with Zhao Yuanle.

She said: "I haven't gained weight since I was a child. I had to be heavier when I was young, but it wasn't much heavier."

She is an opera singer, not only has a good voice but also has a good figure.

Zhao Yuanle sighed: "My family is not fat or thin, but eating too much will definitely make you fat."

As soon as he said this, Zhao Yuanle wanted to laugh.

At this time, how many families can eat to gain weight.

Most people are yellow-skinned and thin, many women are thin without breasts, and men are not much better. Everyone is full of skeletons, so no one should dislike anyone.

So people at this time like to marry fat white women because they are too thin and fat-free women cannot get pregnant or have children.

Few people cannot produce a fetus because of the big and smooth fetus. People who are so thin will also have a small fetus. Many difficult labor are because of the wrong position of the fetus, and the mother's health is too poor, her physical condition is poor, and she has no strength to give birth.

Even if this child is born, many mothers will lose their lives due to various postpartum problems.

In short… it was not easy for mothers at any time, and this time it was much worse than that of modern ones.

At this time, Widow Yu looked at Zhao Yuanle and said, "It's better to gain weight, it's better to gain weight."

Zhao Yuanle: "You are thin and beautiful."

When Widow Yu heard this, she blushed a little.

She hasn't heard such simple words of praise for being beautiful for a long time.

Good-looking...

Widow Yu smiled and sighed: "Actually, ordinary people don't have to look too beautiful."

If you look good, you don’t have much confidence or ability, and you will always cause unnecessary trouble.

She was deeply touched by this.

Zhao Yuanle hums.

"It must be good-looking, good-looking and yes, the wrong ones are those who do the wrong things.

Humph, there are always some people who don’t scold the one who does bad things when they see something, but instead blame the bullied people, pick them on their stings, blame them for not doing this and not wearing them.

I think these are all bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. They only dare to be fierce with good people and dare not deal with bad people."

Widow Yu nodded as Zhao Yuanle's words, and couldn't help laughing. After a while, she couldn't help but feel sad again.

But, isn't this human nature?

Zhao Yuanle walked, clenching his fist with one hand.

"One day, I will give those people some color."

Widow Yu smiled faintly.

She just hopes that Zhao Yuanle can marry a powerful man in the future, protect her, and make her happy in the future.

Zhao Yuanle knew about the expression of Widow Yu. These people didn't know her blessings and didn't believe what she could do.

It's also good, so she will develop secretly. When it comes to a critical moment, it will not only be amazing, but also have a full-scale show-off effect.

When they walked to the river, the two went to wash the pig nostrils that had just been dug together. Widow Yu wanted to give Zhao Yuanle more, and Zhao Yuanle also took it directly.

Just when Zhao Yuanle thought he wanted to go back to his own house, Widow Yu asked her to wait there for a while.

Zhao Yuanle took a basket and scooped water in the river to play, and scooped water while being equal to a widow.

After a while, Widow Yu came, carrying a dry rose in a cloth bag in one hand and a basket in the other hand, which contained big white eggs.

Zhao Yuanle was confused.

Yu Widow explained.

"This... please help me with Jinfeng. Isn't she pregnant? I can't finish these eggs anyway, so I just want to nourish her."

Zhao Yuanle's expression became complicated.

Widow Yu hurriedly said, "I don't know if she wants to accept it. If she doesn't want it, you can take it back and eat it.

Your children are also when they grow up.”

Zhao Yuanle's face was very entangled.

Seeing this, Widow Yu's tone was rarely tough.

"Anyway, I'll not take it back."

Zhao Yuanle: "This..."

Widow Yu: "Really, I can't finish so many eggs. If they are broken there, they will be broken. Just help me."

After saying that, Widow Yu jogged back directly, looking as if she was afraid that Zhao Yuanle would chase him and get him back.

Leave Zhao Yuanle to stand still, watching the basket of eggs continue to struggle.

In the end, Zhao Yuanle picked up the roses in the cloth bag in one hand, and the eggs and the baskets containing pig nostrils in the other hand, and walked home.

She didn't believe what widow said, "What eggs can't be finished? Does anyone have a mouth? In this era, people can't eat high-quality eggs, such as eggs?

I saw that this was saved by Widow Yu himself, and it might have to be sold for money, but now I have to take it for her.

Alas...

As expected, she still had to go to Jinfeng's house.

When he returned home, He Ju saw this basket of eggs and asked curiously: "This egg is quite big, who gave it to it?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Who else can you?"

He Ju didn't expect Widow Yu to suddenly become so generous.

Zhao Yuanle said, "It's for Jinfeng."

He Ju was so strange.

"Hey, when did they have a relationship?" Hasn't Jin Feng always targeted widows?

Zhao Yuanle could probably guess the reason, but he would not tell him about it.

Zhao Yuanlan picked up one of the obviously larger eggs next to her and took them in her hand to weigh them.

"It's so big."

He Ju: "I see that this guy is sold for a lot more expensive than usual eggs."

Zhao Yuanle put away the basket.

"I'll take it to Jinfeng tomorrow. Now, I can prepare noodles."

She couldn't wait to mix the nostrils with spicy oil and spicy oil. She also used spicy oil to eat noodles.

Zhao Yuanlan looked at He Ju: "Mom, hurry up and cook noodles."

He Ju rolled her eyes to Zhao Yuanlan.

"Eat, delicious, you'll get annoyed when you see it."

At this time, the youngest man looked at He Ju with a slight voice: "Sanniang, eat noodles."

He Ju suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give our youngest son a noodles and a haircut. In the future, he will grow as tall and strong as northerners."

After saying that, she smiled and turned into the kitchen.

Zhao Yuanlan snorted angrily.

"I know that I am biased, like a stepmother."

Zhao Yuanle went over and patted Zhao Yuanlan on the shoulder.

"You should be more careful."

The youngest man looked at Zhao Yuanle: "Sister, mix the pig's nostrils, I want to feed my father."

Zhao Yuanle paused, coughed twice, and then touched his youngest furry head.

"Okay, it's so filial."

Zhao Ercheng lying on the bed: "..."

He came into the room from Zhao Yuanle with the pig's nostrils, and after smelling the smell, he wanted to vomit!

Zhao Yuanle was a little gloating and hummed a little song and scooped water to wash the pig's nostrils with a considerable amount, then went into the kitchen to prepare dipping sauce.

He Ju, who was burning fire, suddenly remembered something.

"Lele, when you go dig the pig's nostrils, someone will look for you."
Chapter completed!