"Then what should we do? Is it okay to add a small amount?" Lu Chen thought that if he heard that he couldn't eat ginger, the seafood would smell terrible.

"A little bit should be fine." Shen Qiaoyue thought it was okay. Jiang Jinyao had already finished her postpartum confinement and should be able to eat ginger, so adding a little bit wouldn't be a problem.

When Shen Qiaoyue was in postpartum confinement, after her period ended, she would put ginger in the soup she made, but only in small amounts.

"Okay, you can cook it slowly. I need to eat breakfast before going to work." Shen Qiaoyue opened the pot of seafood and lean pork congee that had already been cooked and saw large pieces of ginger inside. "Is ginger free? Why did you put in so much? The kids need to eat too!"

“They’re all grown up, they can eat.” Lu Chen didn’t think much of it.

Shen Qiaoyue didn't want to argue with Lu Chen, so she found a bowl, ladled some porridge for herself, and complained, "Brother Chen, am I no longer important to you? Look at you, you don't even ladle out some porridge for me to cool down. You don't care about the details from before, you only care about your sister."

While busy with his work, Lu Chen looked up at Shen Qiaoyue and put down his spoon. He then reached out and pulled Shen Qiaoyue over, saying, "Let me give you a kiss to comfort you."

Shen Qiaoyue was immediately embarrassed, and her face turned red instantly.

Lu Chen quickly kissed him.

Shen Qiaoyue smiled slightly and carried the bowl of porridge to the living room.

"I've served you some, come out and eat in a bit." Shen Qiaoyue complained, but still made sure to serve Lu Chen a bowl.

"Okay, I'll be right there." After putting the washed rice into the pot, Lu Chen stirred it a few times and saw that it could last for a while.

After leaving the kitchen, I went to the living room to have breakfast.

I'm holding an egg in my hand; it was boiled along with the egg.

My wife was too upset last night and needs to eat something to make up for it.

"This is what I prepared for you." Lu Chen was lucky today. He happened to see the supply and marketing cooperative open when he passed by. He arrived early and usually got along well with the staff member. The clerk knew about their family's situation, so he bought several extra eggs.

"Where did this egg come from? My aunt has been trying to buy eggs at the supply and marketing cooperative lately, but they're all sold out." Shen Qiaoyue looked at the egg with surprise, then added, "I'm fine. If we have meat, we won't eat the eggs. Let's leave the eggs for the children."

“I bought six eggs. I’ll give you one, and there are five left. That’s enough for you. This one is for you.” Lu Chen had deliberately chosen this time to cook them. “If you really can’t eat them, just put them in your pocket and eat them when you get hungry at work.”

Shen Qiaoyue felt a sense of guilt, like a thief caught in the act.

"Alright, then I'll reluctantly agree." Although Shen Qiaoyue said this, her actions betrayed her true feelings.

Shen Qiaoyue put the eggs into her pocket, her smile widening as she couldn't stop it.

I took a small sip of the porridge and it felt so hot.

My tongue was scalded by the boiling porridge.

"Lu Chen, it's all your fault! This porridge is so hot, my tongue is killing me!" Shen Qiaoyue felt a burning pain in her tongue and could only blame Lu Chen.

Lu Chen saw this, and the worry that flashed across his eyes vanished instantly. How could he be blamed? It probably wasn't too badly burned.

"I'll let it cool down before I cook it for you tomorrow. I'm sorry, my wife." Lu Chen got up, took a cup, and poured some cold water from the kettle for Shen Qiaoyue to drink.

Shen Qiaoyue looked at the water.

"This water has been sitting in that kettle for a long time without being changed." Shen Qiaoyue looked at the water and really didn't dare to drink it.

Lu Chen looked at the kettle and said, "I drank this this morning and last night, is it okay?"

"You've drunk all kinds of water, but I wouldn't dare drink it!" Shen Qiaoyue said to Lu Chen with disdain.

Lu Chen picked up his water glass to refill the kettle, but Shen Qiaoyue grabbed his hand and said, "I'm not drinking anymore. Drinking water and porridge at the same time is not good. I have a meeting in the morning, so I don't want to have to go to the toilet later."

"Your department only has three people now, and you still need to hold a meeting?" Lu Chen asked, puzzled.

"It's a meeting between department leaders, and each meeting lasts for more than an hour!" There's a meeting every Monday, and sometimes Shen Qiaoyue really doesn't want to go to work, and that's why.

Meetings sometimes don't solve problems; they just lead to departments shifting blame and wasting time.

Seeing the fatigue on Shen Qiaoyue's face, Lu Chen asked again, "Have you been under a lot of work pressure lately?"

Shen Qiaoyue scooped up a spoonful, tested the temperature with her lips, and found it was still a bit too hot.

She put down her spoon and said weakly, "It's alright, that's just how work is."

"Your tone is so negative. If you go to work like this, people will definitely talk about you, saying you have a negative outlook," Lu Chen joked.

When Shen Qiaoyue heard Lu Chen say the same thing, she realized it was the same thing the new director had said: Director Lü Zhengshan was sick and had to put his work aside to go to Beijing for treatment. Now, many things at the factory were in a mess. The new director was younger than the previous one, and he wanted to bring up even the most trivial matters.

The thought of having to see him at work later made me feel inexplicably angry.

"Say less, or I'll start arguing with you." Shen Qiaoyue didn't want to hear Lu Chen say these things.

Just as he finished speaking, Chu Wanfang came out of the room.

Facing all four sides, Chu Wanfang continued to ponder.

Lu Chen and Shen Qiaoyue immediately tensed up.

Chu Wanfang heard them arguing last night, and now she hears them planning to continue arguing.

He scrutinized Shen Qiaoyue with his eyes, as if asking what was going on.

When Chu Wanfang was looking at her, Shen Qiaoyue silently lowered her head. Lu Chen immediately got up and went to the kitchen to see if the porridge he made for Jiang Jinyao was ready.

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