Chapter 569 (1/2)

Zhou Xiaomei now tries to have about 140 Jin.

Because she is only one meter and six, which can be said to be fat. When she was a girl, how much Jin was Zhou Xiaomei?

She was very slim. Later, when her children were born one by one, she became fat one time. It was also because of Su Dalin's good craftsmanship that the monthly meal was very rich.

So now Zhou Xiaomei can't lose weight. Lin Qinghe asks her to stop talking. She says she can't help it. Especially, there's a Stalin beside her to persuade her to eat, saying that the fatter she is, the happier she will be

When Lin Qinghe listened, he didn't dare to say it. He really turned a big white eye in his heart.

It's not discrimination against fat people. Fat people don't eat her rice. In fact, it's good for a woman to be plump, but it's not good to be too fat.

The first one is to show old age, the second one is easy to get tired, and the third one is that it's really hard to buy clothes.

Can you imagine the despair that the biggest size in the clothing shop can't fit in?

Lin Qinghe didn't listen to Zhou Qingbai's encouragement.

So from today on, she had a few and many meals. She asked Zhou Qingbai to buy some corn sticks for him to cook. When she was hungry, she would eat corn sticks, tomatoes, cucumbers and fruits in the space.

I can drink meat, fish and stew, but I don't think it's too much. It's very healthy.

Old lady Jiang saw that they were just eating when she came for a walk this day. The food was excellent, but she didn't think Lin Qinghe was eating very much. Zhou Qingbai advised her to move her chopsticks reluctantly. She said, ”pregnant, but you need to eat more. The child can't absorb nutrition in his stomach, so do you have to absorb it? How bad is it to the mother? ”

”Auntie, you don't know. I eat a lot. You can see my appearance. It's not bad, right?” Said Lin Qinghe.

”It's not bad indeed. You've got a good time to keep up with us now. We were really tightened up in those days. We were not much better when we were pregnant.” Said Madame Jiang.

”My mother-in-law often remembers the bitterness and sweetness, but you should be better here in Haishi, Mrs. Jiang.” Lin Qinghe said.

”Not much better.” Said Madame Jiang.

After chatting for a long time, aunt Jiang was embarrassed and said, ”Qinghe, are you free tomorrow?”

”My nephew is coming?” Lin Qinghe asked.

”My daughter-in-law said,” come here. ” Mrs. Jiang said with a smile.

”All right, bring it here.” Lin Qinghe nodded.

”Just an hour. Don't be tired.” Madame Jiang said.

Lin Qinghe nodded, but he was not polite to Aunt Jiang.

The next day, Xue Meili, the daughter-in-law of aunt Jiang, came with her son Jiang Geng. Xue Meili's man is the deputy director of the Bureau in this area, and he is also a person with identity, but he dare not look down on Lin Qinghe.

She listened to what her mother-in-law said. They came from Beijing and taught college foreign languages. All the books she read were in English. They were very cultural.

Lin Qinghe tested the English level of Jiang Geng, a young man, and said straightforwardly, ”are you serious about your subject or not?”

”Partial.” Jiang Geng was shocked for a while, but he didn't have a good airway.

He can't speak English. Anything else is OK.

”That will do.” Lin Qinghe nodded and said, ”your foundation is too poor. I have to start with the phonetic alphabet for you. If you are free, come here. I can only spare you one hour every day.”