Chapter 1099 Food Supplements

When handing the item to Chen Xiangdong, Lu Miao said:

"I won't pack it for you separately. Mei Zi's portion is yours."

This means that he and Mei Zi are already considered as one family.

Chen Xiangdong smiled happily and nodded vigorously:

"OK!"

…

As soon as Chen Xiangdong left, Tang Mei called out from behind that the medicine was ready and asked Lu Miao to drink it.

Lu Miao became very worried when he heard this. He went upstairs grumbling all the way and collapsed on the sofa, refusing to move at all.

Fu Jingyou brought the medicine to her and coaxed her to drink it. Who would like to drink black and bitter Chinese medicine?

Lu Miao turned his face away, avoiding the bowl of medicine handed to him by the child's father:

"I've rested enough these past few days, and I'm fine now. I don't need to drink anymore!"

She refused to cooperate, and Fu Jingyou didn't say anything. He just held the medicine bowl and looked at her with a serious face.

“…”

In the end, Lu Miao gave in first, staring at him and taking the bowl:

"Oh, I'll drink it. I'll drink it, okay?"

As he spoke, Lu Miao tilted his head back and gulped down the bitter soup in a few mouthfuls.

Because he moved too quickly, some of it splashed onto the collar of his clothes.

Lu Miao didn't have time to take care of himself. Drinking the nourishing medicine was like drinking ten kilograms of arsenic. As soon as he pushed the bowl, he started to fall onto the sofa.

Fu Jingyou was quick and caught the bowl before it broke.

When he put the bowl on the coffee table and turned around to look, Lu Miao had his back to him, his face buried in the gap of the sofa, his shoulders trembling, and he was sobbing with grievance and discomfort.

Fu Jingyou came over to see her situation, half coaxing and half scolding her:

"Alright, alright, you'll get better soon after drinking the medicine... Look at you, I told you earlier to focus on yourself and not overwork yourself. If you'd been obedient, wouldn't you have to drink this bitter soup?"

Yes, these are true.

He did say that, but did she have a choice in that situation?

Lu Miao twisted his shoulders, turned his head and glared at him with watery eyes, refusing to let him touch him:

"I'm already feeling so miserable, and not only do you not comfort me, you even scold me!"

"How could I blame you?"

Fu Jingyou laughed, then sighed distressedly the next moment. He turned the person over, hugged him in his arms, patted him gently and said soothingly:

"I want to tell you not to do this next time. Some opportunities are rare, but we just need to do our best. How can I expect you to shoulder everything alone? Look at you, you're so miserable right now. How can I feel good about it?"

Fu Jingyou stroked his fur, and Lu Miao finally softened his temper and let him hold him in his arms, saying sullenly:

"Some people are insignificant, and most of the time I don't want to get involved, but if you think about it, how many families will be affected?"

In front of the country, the power of one person is ultimately too small.

But when she thought of those families and those sallow, dark, and thin faces looking at her, Lu Miao refused to admit the insignificance of a single person.

She didn't try her best, but tried her best to strive for more and do more.

Fu Jingyou sighed slightly, hugged her and said nothing.

He understands her.

If it were him, standing in a high position with enough power, he would definitely fight for the grassroots to speak up.

But in the family, he couldn't consider so much from the perspective of a husband.

He can only give priority to his wife.

The Chinese medicine probably contains sleeping pills, and Lu Miao always feels sleepy after taking it.

Fu Jingyou frowned deeply, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and asked her in a low and tender voice:

"Are you sleepy? Do you want to take a nap?"

Lu Miao hooked his neck, nodded and said "hmm".

Fu Jingyou then picked her up by the waist and carried her to the room.

After Lu Miao fell asleep, Fu Jingyou left the room, closed the screen door of the small living room, and went downstairs.

"Aunt, please pay more attention to the medicine after you boil it. Don't just give it to her and leave her alone. Make sure she finishes drinking it."

"Why!"

Fu Jingyou went into the main courtyard hall to give instructions. After Tang Mei responded, Fu Jingyou turned around and pushed his bicycle out the door again.

He went to the old Tong Ren Tang store in the south.

Taking Chinese medicine is very tiring. Lu Miao always refuses to cooperate in one way or another. Even when he finally cooperates, he will cry because of the smell of the medicine.

Fu Jingyou couldn't bear to see her cry, let alone be miserable.

She referred to the dietary supplements she had taken in previous years and went to Tong Ren Tang to ask the doctor if they would work.

The old doctor said yes and modified a few of the dietary supplement recipes. Fu Jingyou got out of Tong Ren Tang and started to do it.

He went back and forth to various markets several times and bought four pigeons in small cages and seven or eight two-inch abalone.

An old Chinese medicine doctor said that the nutrients of pigeons are all in their blood, so it is best not to bleed them when killing them.

The soup stewed in this way will have a better nourishing effect.

Fu Jingyou went home and cleaned up the small stove that had been unused for a long time. He then fetched a bucket of water and carried it together with the pigeon cage to a corner of the garden.

Avoiding the eyes of the children at home, Fu Jingyou drowned the pigeon in a bucket and cleaned it up before going home.

Fu Jingyou didn't trust the nanny to do the work, so he did everything himself.

Put the killed pigeon together with two slices of Codonopsis pilosula, two slices of deer antler and a few red dates and stew them in a pot.

He turned around and went back to the kitchen to process the abalone.

Abalone should be put into the pot a little later, otherwise it will be too tough and affect the taste.

He spent half the afternoon in the kitchen.

During this period, Tang Mei came over several times and kept saying that she wanted to come, but Fu Jingyou refused.

He said he wanted to see if Lu Miao liked it this time.

If Lu Miao likes it, she will ask her to stew a bowl of it every day.

Tang Mei had no choice but to obey him.

Later, when Lu Miao got up in the afternoon, the nourishing soup in the soup pot was just ready.

Fu Jingyousheng came out and brought the food upstairs, and then sat with her on the terrace under the setting sun to eat together.

Compared with the black medicinal juice, food supplements are obviously more palatable.

Lu Miao drank two small bowls of soup and ate a few large pieces of abalone. He ate until he felt a little full and then pushed the bowl away.

Fu Jingyou asked her:

"Are you full?"

"Um!"

Lu Miao leaned lazily in his chair and nodded.

Fu Jingyou finished the remaining soup in her bowl, stood up and collected the bowl, saying:

"That's perfect. Pack up and let's go for a walk."

Lu Miao felt a little stomachache, and thought it would be good to go out to digest the food, so he went inside to change out of his home clothes and changed into going-out clothes.

Fu Jingyou took the remaining half can of soup downstairs and asked Tang Mei to heat it up later so that he and his father-in-law could drink it together.

Children don't like to eat too much nourishing food, so Fu Jingyou gave an additional instruction:

"Just give Shi An, Da Bao and the others some abalone scraps. Don't let them eat too much. If they eat too much, it will cause problems later."

"I know. Go quickly! Don't leave too late!"

"Um."

Fu Jingyou nodded, and when he came out of the kitchen, he saw his wife coming down from the terrace in a cool white dress with blue patterns.

His expression softened, he walked forward, took the person's hand, and walked out with Lu Miao, talking and laughing.

Xu Xiangcao was sitting in the side aisle watching the door. When she saw the loving couple leaving the house, she was so angry that she felt dizzy.