Chapter 275 Changes of Pregnancy

Lin Xiyin couldn't bear to throw away the leftovers.

She never wasted food.

"You eat it." She handed it to Pei Muye.

Pei Muye didn't really like this kind of thing.

Seeing his hesitation, Lin Xiyin frowned: "You look down on me?"

"Of course not!" Pei Muye was wrongly accused.

Afraid that she might overthink it, Pei Muye quickly started eating: "I'll eat."

“If you don’t want to eat it, that’s fine,” Lin Xiyin said, sounding increasingly aggrieved. “If you don’t like it, just say so. I won’t force you.”

Pei Muye was stunned when he saw it. He quickly put the things down and took a tissue to wipe her tears.

"Why are you crying? I'm eating right now."

"If you don't like it, you don't have to eat it!"

"Then, I won't eat?"

"You really do look down on me!"

"I didn't!" Pei Muyi was completely exasperated: "Baby, wife, I'll eat now, I'll finish right away!"

Actually, Lin Xiyin didn't have much left, and Pei Muyi finished it in a few bites, then showed it to Lin Xiyin: "Look, I've finished eating."

Lin Xiyin sniffed: "So you're unhappy because you don't like it?"

"I'm so happy, I love eating my wife's leftovers the most."

Lin Xiyin burst into laughter through her tears: "You're so glib!"

Pei Muye breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her finally smile.

"Shall we go home?"

He tentatively suggested, "How about we go explore somewhere else?"

Lin Xiyin asked, "What's there to see?"

“There’s a park nearby with lots of greenery,” Pei Muye said. “I’ve seen some good reviews online.”

When did you watch it?

Pei Muye said, "Before you called me, I searched for nearby attractions."

"Didn't you say you were going to sign a contract?"

“You can multitask,” Pei Muye said. “I’d like to take you for a walk.”

"Then let's go."

Lin Xiyin's mood inexplicably improved.

The two of them actually went for a walk in the park.

Pei Muye put his arm around her waist, and the two of them walked slowly and aimlessly, chatting intermittently, but both of them were very comfortable.

It was almost 11 o'clock when the two of them finally prepared to go home.

"Don't want to eat out?" Pei Muye asked one last time in the car.

Lin Xiyin said, "Let's go home and eat, otherwise Mom will be taking care of the child alone at home."

Today is the weekend, so Lin Youxing is off school, and Qu Jianhang is not going to the company either.

Yan Chengyu is still busy as usual, and he doesn't have a weekend off at all.

The two returned home, and seeing Lin Xiyin's cheerful and smiling face, Qu Jianhang breathed a sigh of relief.

Because she ate hot and sour noodles, Lin Xiyin didn't eat much at noon.

I took a normal nap and slept until almost four o'clock.

I woke up hungry.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Pei Muye.

The man was sitting on the edge of the bed, his laptop on his lap, looking at the screen.

Hearing the noise, he looked over: "Awake?"

He placed the computer next to him and sat down beside Lin Xiyin: "How are you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"You're so annoying." Lin Xiyin yawned. "Don't ask that."

"Okay, I won't ask."

I'm hungry.

What would you like to eat?

Lin Xiyin lay on her pillow, thought for a moment, and said, "I want to eat dumplings with fennel sprouts."

Just like last time when he ate cilantro, this time, Pei Muyi confirmed again: "Fennel sprouts?"

Lin Xiyin isn't a picky eater, but there are some things she doesn't like.

Cilantro, fennel sprouts, and carrots—these vegetables have a strong flavor and a unique aroma, which she doesn't particularly like.

But she ate cilantro last time, and this time she wants to eat fennel sprouts.

Pregnancy really does change a person's taste.

Lin Xiyin nodded: "Have the housekeeper go buy some, and we'll make them ourselves. Hurry up, I really want to eat them!"

Pei Muye had done his research beforehand and knew that when a pregnant woman said she wanted to eat something, it meant she couldn't wait to eat it right away.

I would feel very wronged if I couldn't eat it.

He quickly kissed Lin Xiyin and strode out.

Lin Xiyin blinked and slowly turned over.

Soon, Pei Muyi returned: "Auntie went to buy groceries. Mom is going to knead the dough and make dumpling wrappers herself. Do you want to get up and help?"

"OK."

Pei Muyi originally thought she was not in a good mood and would not agree, but to his surprise, she said yes.

"Let's go then, I'll do it too."

Lin Xiyin got out of bed: "You? Can you do it?"

“If you don’t know how, you can learn,” Pei Muye said. “It’s really amazing that Mom knows how to knead dough.”

"If I wanted to learn, I could do it too."

"Yes, yes, my wife is the best." Pei Muye helped her up, "Slow down, slow down."

"Don't help me," Lin Xiyin frowned. "Am I that stupid? Can't I even walk?"

"Of course not, it's my fault for being stupid." Pei Muyi quickly let go of her: "Please, wife!"

Lin Xiyin rolled her eyes at him and left the bedroom first.

Pei Muye laughed behind her, his laughter full of doting affection.

Upon arriving in the kitchen, they indeed saw Qu Jianhang adding water to a basin.

"Mom, do you know how to knead dough?" Lin Xiyin walked over and asked.

Qu Jianhang said, "It's been many years since I've tried this. Let's invite Youyou over too, and make dumplings together today."

"OK!"

"I'll go call him," Pei Muye quickly said. "Boys should learn to cook early on."

After he left, Qu Jianhang went to see Lin Xiyin: "Are you feeling better?"

"Much better!" Lin Xiyin sat opposite her, resting her chin on her hand: "Mom, who taught you to cook?"

“From your dad,” Qu Jianhang said. “But back then, your dad almost always cooked for me. I spent every day in the kitchen with him, so I learned how to cook by watching.”

Lin Xiyin immediately questioned her skills: "Mom, do you really know how to knead dough?"

“There’s nothing I can’t do,” Qu Jianhang said. “If there’s too much water, add flour; if there’s too much flour, add water.”

Lin Xiyin chuckled: "What if in the end this basin won't even be big enough to hold everything?"

“Mom isn’t that stupid,” Qu Jianhang said. “I remember your dad saying that when kneading dough, you have to make sure it’s completely smooth and even.”

"What 'Three Lights'?"

"The dough is clean, the bowl is clean, and your hands are clean." Qu Jianhang said, "That means that after the dough is kneaded, the dough, the bowl, and your hands are all clean."

"Oh, how could that be?" Lin Xiyin said, "My hands are covered in flour, how could they be clean?"

“You don’t understand,” Qu Jianhang said. “Watch me show you!”

When Lin Xiyin heard her say that, she thought she was very capable.

As a result, the dough in the bowl grew bigger and bigger, but it didn't look very appealing...

It's pitted and uneven, like the surface of the moon.

How could this happen?

Qu Jianhang was also completely baffled.

She looked up.

Pei Muye, Lin Xiyin, and Lin Youxing were all looking at her.

Two large and one small pair of eyes, never blinking.

Qu Jianhang chuckled: "I bet our whole family won't be able to make this dough properly tonight. Let's wait for Auntie to come back!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than there was movement in the entryway.

They all thought it was Auntie who had come back from grocery shopping, but it turned out to be Yan Chengyu who came in.

Qu Jianhang said, "I thought a savior had arrived, but it turns out to be just another useless person."

Yan Chengyu changed his shoes and walked inside: "What savior? How am I useless?"

"Secretary Yan," Qu Jianhang said, his hands covered in sticky dough, "can you save the day?"

Yan Chengyu raised an eyebrow; "What are you doing?"

“My mom is going to make dumplings,” Lin Xiyin explained. “But kneading dough seems to be a skill, and none of us are good at it.”

"I'll do it."

Yan Chengyu took off his coat and started rolling up his sleeves.

Qu Jianhang asked curiously, "You can?"

"Yes." Yan Chengyu washed his hands first, then came over: "I did when I was young."

"How come I didn't know?"

“Because we’ve never made dumplings together.” Yan Chengyu reached his hand into the basin. “No, we did make them once, but you bought the dumpling wrappers that time.”

"Yes, I remember your dumplings were also very pretty."

"I can also knead dough."

For those who know how, this task is not difficult.

Yan Chengyu didn't actually do anything special. He just added some flour and kneaded the dough a few times. Soon, the dough became smooth.

He even collected all the dough flakes from the basin onto the dough, and in the end, he achieved a truly smooth and shiny result.

"That's amazing!"

Qu Jianhang was now convinced.

Lin Youxing was given a small piece of dough, which he was holding and playing with in his hand.

Pei Muye and Lin Xiyin exchanged a smile.

Auntie is back too.

The whole family got busy, and soon the dumpling filling was ready. They started rolling out the wrappers and making dumplings.

Rolling out dumpling wrappers is a skill, but Qu Jianhang knows a little bit about it; it's just that the dumpling wrappers he rolls don't look very nice.

Unlike Yan Chengyu, whose dumpling wrappers were perfectly round and of just the right thickness.

Lin Xiyin also wanted to try, but this task looked easy but was difficult to do. She tried several times but couldn't manage to pull out a successful one.

Pei Muyi was similar to her; he seemed quite talented at cooking other dishes, but dumpling wrappers were so difficult to handle.

But hard work pays off.

Thanks to his persistent efforts, the final result was finally acceptable.

In comparison, making dumplings is simpler.

Lin Youxing also joined in the fun.

If you put too much filling in, the filling will easily fall apart when you wrap it up.

So put in a little less, then pinch it in little by little, and you can eventually make a dumpling.

The whole family was having a lively time, just like celebrating the Chinese New Year.

Finally, the dumplings were cooked, and everyone enjoyed them immensely after they were taken out of the pot.

Lin Xiyin ate nearly twenty.

This was the first time she had ever eaten so many dumplings, especially those filled with fennel sprouts.

She felt a bit bloated from eating too much, so she and Pei Muyi went downstairs for a walk.

The National Day holiday is almost here, and the weather is just right – not too hot, not too cold, very comfortable.

These past few days, Lin Xiyin has been unhappy, and Pei Muye also feels like he has a stone weighing on his heart.

Seeing her like this now, Pei Muye finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If he could, he would take all her suffering upon himself.

But obviously, this is unrealistic.

If only men could give birth.

He really couldn't bear to see Lin Xiyin suffer like this.

I wish I hadn't had a second child.

But now that things have come to this, there's no turning back.

He could only treat Lin Xiyin even better to make up for the pity in his heart.

When the two returned, Qu Jianhang was still in the living room. He asked her, "Ruanruan, given your condition, can you still go to work at school?"

Pei Muye immediately went to see her.

To be honest, Pei Muye definitely didn't want her to go.

But he dared not say it.

If it were Qu Jianhang asking, it would be fine, but if it were him asking, Lin Xiyin would feel wronged again.

Lin Xiyin said, "Mom, I'm fine now. If anything happens, I'll ask for leave again."