"Hehe, I think so too. They're really lucky to have me."
Zhuang Zhimeng suddenly thought of something.
"By the way, Grandpa, Grandpa Shang gave his villa to me and Abo."
Please take a look when you have time.
Zhuang Bingqian laughed.
"Hehe, Grandpa saved Old Shang's house."
You guys have probably already seen it, right?
Now, no ordinary person can take that house away; Old Shang has to handle it personally.
"It's quite good that I gave it to you."
"I knew it!"
"How come Grandpa Shang's house is still intact? It turns out you saved it!"
"Don't worry, Yaya, no one will dare to take this house."
Zhuang Zhimeng gave a thumbs up.
"Hehe, you're amazing."
"So you think your grandfather's position as commander was just for show?"
Zhuang Zhimeng smiled and linked arms with her grandfather.
"You are absolutely the well-deserved commander-in-chief."
Let's go see Grandma and Abo, and see how their ginger double-skin milk pudding is coming along.
"Alright, go see, you little glutton, you're practically starving!"
"Yes, it's been so long since I've had double-skin milk pudding."
The two walked into the kitchen as they talked.
Cao Wenxiu greeted her granddaughter and husband when she saw them.
"You've come in just in time; the double-skin milk pudding is ready."
Let's each have one and try it. Xiao Bai and I discussed and made some minor adjustments to the flavor.
Zhuang Zhimeng leaned closer to her grandmother and peered at the double-skin milk on the table.
"Grandma, what did you and Abo add?"
An Qingbai handed what he had made to his wife.
"Zhizhi, this is what I made. I added a little bit of honey and a few raisins."
Zhuang Zhimeng took a bite and nodded.
"It's delicious. Adding raisins is quite nice; the combination is sweet and sour without being too sweet."
Cao Wenxiu also handed a bowl to her husband.
"Ours isn't as sweet."
With less sugar and more ginger juice, the original flavor is largely preserved.
Zhuang Bingqian picked up the bowl and took a sip.
"It tastes good. I like the original flavor and don't like it sweet."
Four people, each holding a bowl of double-skin milk pudding, two couples with two different flavors.
As Zhuang Zhimeng was eating, she suddenly noticed there was another bowl on the table and looked at her grandmother.
"Grandma, who was that bowl for?"
"Of course it's for our precious baby, otherwise why would it be for the three dogs? They can't eat milk."
Zhuang Zhimeng went over and hugged her grandmother and gave her a kiss.
"Hehe, thank you, Grandma."
Cao Wenxiu smiled.
"Xiao Bai specially made an extra bowl for you to eat this afternoon."
Zhuang Zhimeng was embarrassed to kiss her man in front of her elders.
Walk over to the man and pat him on the shoulder.
"Comrade Abo did a good job. I'll give you a reward later."
An Qingbai nodded with a smile.
"Okay, I'll wait for your reward."
Zhuang Zhimeng had already planned to reward the man that night, and he was even wearing a red bellyband.
The man was just about to show off his prowess.
"Honey, wait a minute."
"Honey, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
Zhuang Zhimeng was too embarrassed to tell the man.
"Ugh! I'm on my period, so I can't today."
An Qingbai didn't react.
"Who came?"
Zhuang Zhimeng didn't have time to explain and hurriedly grabbed her things and ran to the toilet.
An Qingbai then realized what was happening and lay back down on the bed, feeling utterly hopeless.
Suddenly remembering something, he abruptly rolled over and stood up.
I went to ask Grandma where the brown sugar was.
Jiang had used it during the day, so he knew where it was.
He was making brown sugar ginger soup for his wife in the kitchen.
Zhuang Zhimeng was puzzled when she returned to her room and didn't see the man, but she didn't look for him and just wanted to stay in bed.
An Qingbai carried the boiled brown sugar ginger soup back to the room.
"Honey, are you feeling unwell?"
I made you a bowl of brown sugar ginger soup; drink some before you go to sleep.
Zhuang Zhimeng stretched out her arm.
"Honey, I want you to hold me while I drink."
An Qingbai sat down on the edge of the bed and let his wife lie in his arms.
"Husband feeds baby."
An Qingbai fed his wife brown sugar ginger soup with a spoon.
"Baby, does it hurt a lot during your period?"
Zhuang Zhimeng shook her head.
"I'm okay, it's not particularly painful, but my stomach just feels uncomfortable, I can't really describe it."
"How long will this discomfort last?"
Zhuang Zhimeng thought about it.
"It lasts about a day. You won't feel anything on the second day. It's just that you feel a little uncomfortable on the first day."
An Qingbai watched as his wife drank the soup and then fed her another spoonful of ginger soup.
"I remember once my sister-in-law was in so much pain that she was rolling around on the bed."
The mother found the village's barefoot doctor, who prescribed some medicine, which relieved the symptoms.
"Honey, do you ever feel this much pain?"
"I haven't experienced any particularly intense pain yet."
"Then I'm relieved. I can't take the pain away from you in this situation."
An Qingbai wanted to feed her more, but Zhuang Zhimeng moved the ginger soup away, saying she didn't want to drink it anymore because it was too spicy.
Look up at your loved one.
"Haha, I can tolerate this one."
It would be so nice if you could have my baby instead.
Childbirth is the most painful thing; it's the kind of pain that literally tears your bones apart.
An Qingbai placed the ginger soup on the table.
"Hehe, I would like to have a child for my wife, but I don't have that ability."
After An Qingbai got into bed, he didn't bother his wife anymore. He held her and massaged her lower abdomen.
"Honey, it's so warm and feels so comfortable."
"Sweetie, go to sleep, your husband will give you a massage."
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