The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Feeling that it is really hard to have a child, even eating less, Jiang Shi pursed his lips, thinking in his heart whether he should go up the mountain every day in the past few days.

Although it is dangerous in the deep mountains, danger and opportunity coexist.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get tiger cubs.

Although he is not interested in Tiger Son, he is still very interested in those better herbs.

As long as he's careful, he'll be fine.

But don't tell Wen Ling and grandma about this kind of thing, so as not to worry them.

In fact, Jiang Shi also knew in his heart that someone like Wen Ling who just had a bad appetite and didn't have a big reaction, and didn't count as morning sickness, was really considered a lucky one.

Who knows, how many women vomit to death when they are pregnant, and sometimes vomit until they are born.

That feeling, that sourness, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

Don't talk about eating, thank God if you can solve the problem of vomiting first.

Rao knew this, but Jiang Shi still felt distressed.

The cat food that the little girl used to eat was a bite size, but now she ate even less.

After dinner, Jiang Shi went to make malted milk.

Wen Ling actually couldn't eat it, but the sweet taste was not bad, and it was watery, so he could barely drink it.

Fortunately, if you don't vomit, you can absorb it after drinking it, which is not a waste.

This stuff doesn't really have much nutritional value.

But in this day and age, it is already the best tonic.

It would be nice for a mother who gave birth to drink something. Like Wen Ling, there are really very few people who start eating before they are pregnant.

Even the wealthy families in the village don't have this way of drinking.

After all, what does a woman who isn't pregnant drink?

The mouths of so many kids at home are still waiting.

"Go to sleep." Seeing Wen Ling drink the water, Jiang Shi felt a little relieved.

After preparing all the bedding, he helped Wen Ling to rest.

"You can't even see your stomach now, so you don't have to be so careful." Seeing Jiang Shi's actions, almost confessing himself, Wen Ling wanted to laugh.

Regarding Wen Ling's statement, Jiang Shi subconsciously refuted: "That won't work, you have to pay attention to it in the first three months."

After all, in the first three months, the germ was the most unstable, and it might go away with the wind at any time due to various reasons.

Therefore, it is necessary to pay attention.

Wen Ling also knows this, and the little ginseng essence has no such knowledge, but these worlds have come, no matter whether it is experienced or learned, it should know this.

I just said that because I didn't want Jiang Shi's spirit to collapse like this.

"Yes yes yes, I listen to Xiao Shitou." Wen Ling didn't refute any more, just tilted her head and blinked her eyes.

The playful appearance made Jiang Shi's heart burst into flames.

However, when he thought about it, there was still a small stone in Wen Ling's stomach, and Jiang Shi's hot blood slowly descended again.

Now I really can't mess around, thinking about the strength I used when I was painting recently, Jiang Shi was still a little flustered.

Fortunately, Little Stone is just like him, his life is very tough, and he was not broken by tossing.

Wen Ling went back to lie down on the kang.

The temperature in May is already very good, and the sun on the kang is also warm.

Wen Ling lay there, tilting her head to look at the ground from time to time.

Jiang Shi was worried that Wen Ling was here by himself, and he was afraid that Wen Ling wouldn't see him flustered, so he took the herbs back to his room and disposed of them.

The harvest was good today, and Jiang Shi was also thinking about how much these herbs could be sold for.