The Cross Over Of A Loving Wife - 16
Just as he was relaxing, he received a strong kick to his stomach that made him hiss.
He murmured, “What are the two of you doing? Do not-“
Before he could finish his words, he received another set of kicking and tried to rub his stomach but they only kicked more.
“I know the two of you are excited but if you do that I won’t be able to move for a while!”
After he said that, the kicking stopped as if the two inside him understood what he just said. Ding-Xiang arched his brow but rubbed his stomach, as he continued to mutter, “It seems that you understand what I’m saying, or are you just good at gauging my emotions? Either way, it looks as if you hadn’t suffered any drawbacks because of the accident, so please come out well.” His tone of voice was gentle as he spoke and the babies seemed to like it because they rubbed their hands against his stomach.
Ding-Xiang shook his head and finished his bath. He drained the tub, dried his skin, and then got dressed. When he got back into the house, he patted his hair dry as best as he could and then left it to air dry. He went into the room and Hui-Liang was sitting up, as he braced against the pillow looking around.
Ding-Xiang’s eyes widened at the sight and he went over. As he picked the tiny milk bottle up, he found his napkin was wet and quickly removed it before wiping him off and putting on a fresh one. The whole time the milk bottle just stared at him quietly. Hui-Liang waited until he was done before he cooed and reached out to Ding-Xiang.
Ding-Xiang laughed and kissed the milk bottle on his round cheeks. Hui-Liang giggled and grasped his hair, but Ding-Xiang took it back. “You can’t touch it, it’s still wet, and what if you get a cold because of it?”
The milk bottle stopped giggling for a second before he reached out and held Ding-Xiang’s face. He leaned in and started slobbering on it making Ding-Xiang laugh, but he left him to do as he pleased. He reached out, took a sling, and strapped Hui-Liang to him. He then took a soft cloth and wiped the milk bottle’s mouth before he went to the kitchen and wiped the spit off his face.
“It’s still sometime before dinner but since I have nothing better to do I can start ahead and make new dishes for dinner. Come help me cook and when we are done, we can make some more pastries with the berries before they go sour. I’ll try to make something you can eat instead of that makeshift yogurt.” As Ding-Xiang spoke, he took out the utensils and ingredients he wanted to use.
“Hmm, how about salt and pepper tofu along with some Lo Mein with Mushrooms and snow peas? It looks like we have all the ingredients so this should be fine.” He took the block of tofu and set it on the board before taking the knife and cutting off the piece he wanted, he set the rest aside and began chopping up the tofu. “Since I will be eating with your siblings I’ll have to make this milder, but too bad you can’t eat it as yet or I’ll make you something with it. Just wait one more month and I’ll have you living off of tofu.”
Ding-Xiang chuckled and then took out the other ingredients and began to prep the tofu when he was finished, he set it aside in a basin of water and went to make the low mein. He took out the flour, put it in a bowl, and mixed in some salt before setting it aside. He cracked two eggs in a bowl and whisked it with the chopsticks, then he dumped it in the bowl with the flour and slowly started mixing it in with some water.
As he did, he smiled; it felt great to be able to have all the ingredients available. Even the flour was fine and he had been able to buy it after being paid last time. In fact, the rice and other ingredients were of better quality. He dared to say that their small family was now eating better than the Yu family.
Speaking of which, he had seen them very few times but each time he did they were just living as lavish as they could in spending Yu Wei-Sheng’s salary as if it was flowing water. He could tell with the way it was going they would be out soon and then they would have to go back to living the way they had before Yu Wei-Sheng had started in the army, sub-par at best.
As he thought of that, he laughed and spoke in a low voice, “It seems that curse from your sister-in-law is going to turn around and bite the Yu family in their asses. But I don’t care as long as they don’t come here and bother me.” Ding-Xiang sighed and continued speaking out his indignation, “Who am I kidding? There is no way they would not when they see how well the milk bottles and I are living. However, I hope they keep it for when that Wei-Sheng comes back, or else it will just be bothersome. I’ll let that cheap man clean up after his own family.”
Ding-Xiang huffed and looked down at the dough he had kneaded in oblivion, clicked his tongue before setting it in a bowl and putting it aside. In the meantime, he decided to make his own twist on Raspberry snowflake cake. Although there would be a few ingredients missing, it would come out just fine. Moreover, as for the fridge, he could just have it sit in a bowl of water while everyone ate. He lit the fire in the stove, took out the remaining berries, and washed them before putting them in the pot. Then, he added the water and sugar to the pot and started mixing it. As it comes to a boil, he added the milk and stirred it for a while. Then, he added the potato starch, some water and mixed it until it looked good. Finally, he floured a flat bowl and poured the mixture before placing that bowl in a basin of water.
He took out the dough from earlier and then rolled it out until he was satisfied and then covered it again. He took out the tofu. He poured oil in a wok. He took a cloth from the room and completely covered Hui-Liang who had long fallen asleep. When he made sure the cloth was secured, he began to fry the tofu. He had not made a lot of it since it could not be kept for long, and there were only him and the milk bottles in the house.
As the tofu turned golden brown, he set them aside to cool and removed the cloth from Hui-Liang. The milk bottle was sweating a bit so Ding-Xiang just wiped him off and went to work on the egg noodles. He took out the dough and cut it in half, and then began to work on the noodles as he did he figured he had made more than necessary so if anything he’ll just send some over to Aunty Ming.
He put the noodles to the side and took out the mushrooms they had picked from the mountain. The village was one that had existed for a while so almost everything in the mountain had been tested and put into the categories of edible and not. The few mushrooms he had were the so-called approved ones, he took out some ginger, garlic, peas, and scallions he chopped them up only cutting the mushrooms in halves.
He took out the other ingredients, ignoring the ones he could not get, and started to cook it according to how he remembered it going. He put the noodles with the ingredients and then took them off the stove when it was done cooking. Then, he pulled another pan and fried the chopped ingredients, then he was he added in the noodles and peas and continued to cook it until it was done.
He dished it out into a large bowl. He set aside some and noticed that it was a bit too much. He decided to send it over to Aunt Ming along with the unused egg noodles. Then, he washed up everything, set the table, and sat down looking out the door to wait for the milk bottles to come back.
As he was waiting, he felt a tug on his head and looked down to see Hui-Liang looking at him as he played with his hair. It was then that Ding-Xiang remembered he had left his hair down to dry. He went back to the room and combed out his hair before platting it into a long braid; he wrapped it upon his head with a cloth and then put on his headband.
He looked down at Hui-Liang who was looking at him with wet eyes and gently patted his back. He comforted him by saying, “Don’t be upset I’ll let you play with it next time okay?” The milk bottle looked away from him. Ding-Xiang just sighed. He took him out of the sling and took Hui-Liang back to the kitchen to wait for the other two milk bottles