Chapter 59 The Qin family has an heir, and all the military wives in the compound are filled with envy!
"Commander Qin's wife is pregnant!"
In the afternoon, the news spread throughout the entire family compound.
The news was spread by Dr. Zhang from the health center.
She called Zhou Nianci, who then told all the military spouses in the hospital.
The family compound suddenly became lively.
"Really? Xiaowu is pregnant? That's amazing news!"
"That's right! Commander Qin is already in his thirties, and he finally has an heir!"
"Didn't you see? This afternoon, when Commander Qin came back from the health center, he was practically floating, and he was smiling at everyone he saw!"
"How could I not be happy? I've been waiting for this for so many years. I heard that some people were talking behind Commander Qin's back..."
A young military wife covered her mouth halfway through her sentence.
Several older military wives nearby smiled knowingly.
Qin Lie was stationed in the army most of the year and rarely came home. His previous wife hadn't conceived for several years, and Jiang Wu had been married to him for almost a year without any news. In addition, Qin Lie had been injured, so some unpleasant rumors began to circulate among them.
They said he might have damaged his body's foundation, which is why he couldn't function properly.
These are things no one dares to say to someone's face, but they are topics of conversation among many people in private.
Now that Jiang Wu is pregnant, these rumors have been dispelled on their own.
Commander Qin isn't incompetent.
Those military wives who had gossiped felt their faces burning with embarrassment.
Zhou Nianci, who had always supported the Qin family, felt a sense of pride and satisfaction.
"I told you so!" Zhou Nianci said loudly to a group of military wives in the courtyard, hands on her hips.
"Our Commander Qin is a true man! He's in great health! Our Xiao Wu is so lucky! This is what they mean by 'good things come to those who wait'!"
She looked like she had just become a grandmother.
Besides the rumors being debunked, what the military wives cared about most was the change in the attitude of the "evil mother-in-law" in the Qin family.
"Did you see that? This afternoon, Dean Zhong personally carried an old hen to Sister Wang's house!"
"I saw her! I heard she went to learn how to make chicken soup!"
"My God! That Dean Zhong would actually take the initiative to ask someone for advice? For her daughter-in-law?"
"This is called a mother's status rising with her son! Xiao Wu is carrying the Qin family's golden grandson! How can their status be the same?"
"That makes sense! A woman's chances of gaining a foothold in her husband's family depend on how well she can conceive!"
The crowd discussed among themselves, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy as they looked towards the Qin family's courtyard.
In their eyes, Jiang Wu is no longer the somewhat talented Qin family girl.
She is the future mistress of the Qin family.
...
At this moment, the "madam" is lying in bed, feeling helpless.
On the small table in front of her was a bowl of steaming chicken soup.
A bowl of dark, unappetizing medicine for preventing miscarriage.
There was also a plate of neatly cut fruit.
Apples, pears, and a few fresh oranges.
Zhong Tinglan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her expressionlessly.
"drink."
She pointed to the bowl of chicken soup.
"I asked, and they said this chicken was raised for three years and is the most nutritious."
"I stewed it for three hours and skimmed off all the oil, so it's not greasy."
Jiang Wu glanced at the bowl of thick chicken soup, but had no appetite.
She only wants to eat something sour or spicy.
"Mom, I..."
“Call me Dean Zhong,” Zhong Tinglan corrected.
She paused again, frowned, and changed her mind: "Fine, whatever you say."
"Mom," Jiang Wu said, her expression pleading, "I can't drink anymore, can I not drink for now?"
"No way!" Zhong Tinglan refused outright.
"You're not alone now. The baby in your belly needs nutrition too."
"Every bite you eat is related to my grandson's future health and intelligence!"
"You have to drink it! Not a single drop can be left!"
Her tone left no room for argument.
Jiang Wu had no choice but to bite the bullet and pick up the chicken soup, taking small sips.
She had just taken two sips.
A greasy feeling rose in my throat.
"vomit……"
She gagged.
"What's wrong?!"
Zhong Tinglan and Qin Lie, who had just run in, asked nervously at the same time.
Qin Lie rushed to the bedside and gently patted Jiang Wu's back.
"Honey, are you feeling unwell? Feeling nauseous?"
Zhong Tinglan also came over, her face full of tension.
"The chicken soup is too oily? Impossible, I skimmed off the oil three times!"
Jiang Wu waved her hand and took a while to catch her breath.
"I'm fine, it's just that the smell makes me feel a little nauseous."
Upon hearing this, Qin Lie immediately moved the bowl of chicken soup far away.
"I'm not drinking anymore! We're not drinking this!"
He turned to his mother and complained, "Mom! Look at you! My wife is already like this, and you're still forcing her to drink!"
“I…” Zhong Tinglan felt wronged by what her son said.
She spent the whole afternoon busy, all for the sake of the precious grandson in her belly.
The result was not good.
"Then what should we do?" Zhong Tinglan was at a loss. "If we don't drink chicken soup, we won't get enough nutrition."
"I want to eat... hot and sour noodles."
Jiang Wu leaned against Qin Lie's chest and said weakly.
"What?!" Zhong Tinglan's eyes widened.
"Hot and sour noodles?! How can anyone eat that?! It's sour and spicy, has no nutritional value, and hurts your stomach! No way!"
She refused outright.
"I just want to eat that..." Jiang Wu tugged at Qin Lie's sleeve, her voice trembling with tears.
"Wife, don't cry!" Qin Lie was anxious when he saw that she was about to cry.
"If you want to eat it, then we'll eat it! I'll go buy it for you right now!"
After settling Jiang Wu in, he got up and prepared to run outside.
"Stop right there!" Zhong Tinglan shouted sternly from behind.
"Food outside isn't clean! What if I get food poisoning?!"
"What are we going to do then?!" Qin Lie retorted angrily. "My wife wants to eat this! If you don't let her eat it, she won't be able to eat anything, and then it won't get any nutrition at all?!"
The mother and son were locked in a stalemate again.
One is for "scientific pregnancy care".
A man who unconditionally dotes on his wife.
Neither of them could convince the other.
At this moment, Jiang Wu spoke up.
"How about... how about I make it myself?"
She watched the mother and son arguing heatedly, their faces flushed.
"Make it yourself?"
Qin Lie and Zhong Tinglan both looked at her at the same time.
"no!"
This time, both of them objected in unison.
“You’re pregnant! How can you go into the kitchen! The fumes are bad for the fetus!” Zhong Tinglan said, frowning.
"Yes! Wife, you just lie in bed! You're not allowed to do anything!" Qin Lie nodded.
“Well…” Jiang Wu sighed and turned her gaze to Zhong Tinglan.
"Mom, how about... you make it for me?"
Her eyes were full of pleading.
Zhong Tinglan was stunned.
Why would you send a medical doctor to make hot and sour noodles?
What is that? She'd never even heard of it!
"I...I don't know how!" Zhong Tinglan's face turned bright red.
"It's very simple," Jiang Wu smiled.
"I'll tell you how to do it."
"Soak the sweet potato starch in boiling water, then make a sauce."
"The sauce contains soy sauce, vinegar, salt, sugar, chili oil, Sichuan peppercorn powder, and minced garlic..."
She slowly recited the recipe.
Zhong Tinglan was completely baffled.
Why does cooking a meal feel like conducting a chemistry experiment?
Qin Lie stood to the side, watching this scene, and wanted to laugh.
He felt that his domineering mother had finally met her match.
This nemesis is not Jiang Wu, but the little one in Jiang Wu's belly.
He cleared his throat and stepped forward to pat Zhong Tinglan on the shoulder.
"Mom, how about I help you?"
Zhong Tinglan turned around and glared at him fiercely.
Then, she took a deep breath and shook her hand away.
"Need not!"
"It's just hot and sour noodles, what's so special about it!"
"You say, I'll do!"
After saying that, she walked into the kitchen, which was filled with the smell of cooking oil.
Qin Lie and Jiang Wu exchanged a glance and couldn't help but laugh.
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