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Chapter 219 Father-in-law closed the door angrily and wanted to create another human being.

After Zhou and Wu married into the Fu family, Tian Guihua seldom cooked.

The two daughters-in-law just thought they had made so much money when they cooked the food themselves today, and the mother-in-law was happy.

When Fu Jiujiu saw his father's longing eyes, he stopped occupying Fang Jintang and made an excuse to go to the kitchen.

"Why are you here? Don't you want to play with your brother Fang anymore?" Tian Guihua said with a smile.

Fu Jiujiu watched my mother crack a lot of eggs into a bowl and was about to pour them into the pot.

Fu Jiujiu always felt that my mother's eyes were a little worried at this time, and her hand holding the egg bowl was hesitant, "Mom!"

Tian Guihua came back to her senses, as if she had made a lot of determination. With a tilt of her hand, the eggs were poured into the oil pan, making a sizzling sound and a strong aroma.

Not just fried eggs, Fu Jiujiu found eggs in every dish.

Although eggs are nutritious and are a good thing in the countryside, eggs are not included in everything, even in cakes.

Fu Jiujiu felt that I was not such a shameless person and there must be a purpose for doing this.

Soon, she knew the answer.

"Master Fang, why don't you eat? Is the food not to your liking?"

Uncle Fu was in so much pain that he just fell asleep, so he didn't wake him up and left a portion of the meal for him.

Fang Jintang looked embarrassed when facing Fu Sijin. He was not a picky person, but when faced with a table of food, he found it difficult to swallow.

But he didn't want to spoil other people's fun, so he started picking up the food.

Fu Jiujiu looked carefully. She found that Fang Jintang didn't take a bite of eggs. Even if there were eggs in the dish, he deliberately avoided them.

In this way, she seemed to understand why I wanted to cook this meal myself.

Even before finishing the meal, Fang Jintang felt uncomfortable all over. He had restrained himself from grabbing it, but he still couldn't help it.

Tian Guihua became happy when she saw this, "Mr. Fang, what's wrong with you?"

Now, Fang Jintang can no longer hide it, "Madam, to be honest, I haven't been able to eat eggs since I was a child. Every time I accidentally eat them, I get rashes all over my body..."

The chopsticks in Fu Wanwan's hand fell down with a bang.

Fang Jintang thought he was scared and said quickly: "Uncle Fu, don't worry. It's not a serious illness, it's just itching for two days. It'll be fine. Just wait until I get home and apply medicine."

Fu Baiwan looked at Tian Guihua, and the couple exchanged glances, holding back their excitement and blurting out the truth.

"My child, I'm so sorry. I only think eggs are good things. I didn't know you couldn't eat them."

Fang Jintang shrugged his shoulders and scratched his head twice uncomfortably, "Auntie, how can I blame you? Don't worry, nothing is really wrong. I just have nothing to do at home and when I go out to eat, I often eat it accidentally. It’s not in the way, really.”

"It's okay. When Hardware comes back, let him take a look at it." Fu Baiwan said, "My child, I won't eat eggs anymore. Let your aunt make you something else to eat."

Fang Jintang had the illusion that Fu Baiwan and Tian Guihua looked at him with enthusiasm.

Back when they lost a child, maybe they felt like the lost child.

He couldn't empathize with them, but he could quite understand their feelings.

"it is good."

Tian Guihua took a breath and tried to calm down, but she couldn't control the smile on her lips, "Okay, I'll go right away. My child, what do you like to eat? Noodles?"

"Whatever, aunt, I think the food you cooked is to my liking."

Fang Jintang also felt strange, as if he had eaten you before, and it wasn't very delicious. After all, the cooks in the Fang family were all very good, but it just didn't suit his taste.Tian Guihua smiled proudly, "Of course."

Fu Baiwan said even more generously: "My child, you're welcome. Whatever you want to eat, let your aunt do it."

As daughters-in-law, Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Wu cannot sit at the same table when there are guests at home.

Especially since the guest is a man, although he is young, it is still inconvenient.

Although he doesn't serve the dishes, he will still be there to take care of them, serving meals and adding dishes.

Mrs. Zhou bumped Mrs. Wu with her elbow, "Why do I feel that Master Fang is uncomfortable? Why are my father and mother so happy?"

Mrs. Wu also felt a little strange, but her parents-in-law were not the ones to rejoice in misfortune, not to mention that Master Fang had no grudges against her family.

"Maybe I made a lot of money selling ginseng, so I'm happy." After thinking about it, Wu finally came up with this explanation.

"That's more than 8000 taels. I will never make so much money in my life. Who wouldn't be happy if I let it go?" Mrs. Zhou smiled from ear to ear.

From now on, even if she does nothing, she will not have to worry about food and clothing.

"I'm happy too."

Zhou curled her lips, thinking that it had nothing to do with her second wife, she was so happy.

But at this time, she didn't want to say anything disappointing.

It took too long to roll the noodles by hand and it took a while for the noodles to wake up. Tian Guihua was worried that Fang Jintang was hungry, so she made some pimple soup and added some cabbage leaves.

Fang Jintang just thought it was strange, it wasn't a delicacy, and even the chopped green onions were burnt and a bit unappetizing, but he just thought it was delicious.

He ate a bowl in a few mouthfuls and still wanted to eat.

Tian Guihua saw that he was not full and was embarrassed to ask for it, so she said, "My child, there is still more in the pot. I have made a lot. Can I give you another bowl?"

Fang Jintang was a little embarrassed, but she really wanted to eat it, "Mom, give me another bowl. It's obviously my first time eating it, but I feel like I've eaten it before. It has a taste like in a dream."

Tian Guihua looked at him, her smile turned into squinting eyes, "If you like to eat, eat more. If you want to eat anything else, tell my aunt, you're welcome."

Fang Jintang thinks the Fu family is really nice, simple and enthusiastic.

He put away those false gifts and said, "Okay."

However, the allergic rash was really itchy, and soon it was all over his face, but even so, he still ate three bowls of pimple soup, and finally put down his bowls and chopsticks when he couldn't eat any more.

Fu Jiujiu used a little soothing incense for Uncle Fu, but it was not easy for him to wake up.

This fragrance does no harm to the body, it just helps people have a good sleep.

Her space is really a treasure. In her previous life, she used the space as a mobile trash can, throwing all kinds of miscellaneous things into the space, and it came in handy.

This soothing incense is the incense she made herself in her previous life, but she basically didn't use it in her previous life. It was just a personal hobby.

Unexpectedly, in the era of cold weapons, it would be of great use.

After dinner, Fang Jintang also found a room to rest uncomfortably. After all, there were several sisters-in-law in the Fu family, and it was not convenient for him to catch them.

Uncle Fu was still asleep at the moment, and he couldn't leave even if he wanted to. He could only hope that the Fu Wujin they talked about would come back and get him some herbs to relieve the itching.

Fu Baiwan closed the door as soon as he returned home, looking anxious, as if he wanted to do something shameful but couldn't wait any longer.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but shake her head. Are her parents-in-law planning to give birth to a child?
(End of this chapter)