"Mom, it's like this..."
Jiang Yue carefully and tactfully recounted the story of Pei Huai and his son.
After hearing this, Madam Lu's brows furrowed into a deep frown.
“This Pei Huai actually came to you. He had approached your father before, but you are heavily pregnant now, and your father couldn’t bear to let you cook for his child, so he didn’t agree.”
Madam Lu knew about the Pei family's child and felt sorry for him.
If Jiang Yue wasn't pregnant, when Pei Huai came looking for her, they would definitely tell her the truth and listen to her opinion.
But now Jiang Yue is heavily pregnant and has difficulty walking, so how can she cook for his child?
Moreover, Jiang Yue's situation was special; her unborn child was already targeted by bad people. Madam Lu and her father felt so sorry for Jiang Yue and her unborn child that when Pei Huai came, her father cruelly refused him.
"Since you've already agreed, your father and I certainly won't object."
Madam Lu held Jiang Yue's hand and gently touched her forehead. "I'm just worried that you're not feeling well right now and that cooking will tire you out."
"No, Mom, I've already talked to President Pei. He'll arrange for a kitchen helper to come over every day, and the kitchen helper will do all the other work. I just need to put the vegetables in the pot and stir-fry them."
Jiang Yue would definitely not let herself get too tired.
She now cherishes her body more than anyone else.
Hearing her say that, Madam Lu felt a little relieved, but still instructed Jiang Yue, "If you are tired, be sure to say so, don't force yourself to stay awake."
"Um."
Jiang Yue nodded obediently.
In the afternoon, Mr. Lu and the kitchen helper arranged by Pei Huai arrived almost at the same time. After hearing Mrs. Lu's explanation, Mr. Lu sighed but did not say anything more.
In the afternoon, the nanny had already prepared the dough, and Jiang Yue asked the kitchen helper to make three kinds of vegetable juice and mix it into the dough.
For cartoon-shaped steamed buns, color is very important.
Jiang Yue not only made cartoon-shaped steamed buns for Dongdong, but also made a few for Mr. and Mrs. Lu.
The stomach-soothing porridge just needs to be simmered on the stove, and the kitchen helper can keep an eye on the fire. Jiang Yue doesn't really need to worry about it.
That evening, the Lu family had the same dinner as Dongdong.
Once the steamed buns are cooked, the porridge will also be ready.
Jiang Yue asked the kitchen helper and nanny to serve out the amount of food Dongdong would eat, and put the rest on the dining table.
"These buns are so cute! The little tiger looks so lifelike, I almost don't want to eat them."
Mrs. Lu looked at the cartoon-shaped steamed buns that were served. It was the first time she had ever seen such buns, and she found them extremely novel. Originally, she hadn't felt hungry in the afternoon and didn't have much of an appetite.
But seeing these steamed buns, she suddenly felt hungry.
"Mom, if you like it, I'll make it for you often in the future."
Jiang Yue walked over and sat down, touching her stomach.
While cooking, the two little ones in her belly were very active, moving around non-stop. At first, Jiang Yue thought it was because it was near the gas stove and the temperature was a bit hot, and the little ones in her belly were getting hot.
Later, she moved a little further away, but the two little ones still kept moving. Jiang Yue then realized that it had nothing to do with the temperature; they just wanted to move.
Now that I've finished cooking, the two little ones in my belly have gradually calmed down.
But he would still kick Jiang Yue's stomach every now and then.
Madam Lu would never let Jiang Yue cook for her. She smiled and said to Jiang Yue, "Teach me how to cook next time. Once I learn, I'll cook it for you all."
Mr. Lu nodded with a smile, "That's good. I'll learn how to make it next time. I'll cook it for my granddaughter when she's born."
Like Lu Jingnian, Lu's father also preferred girls.
After dinner, Madam Lu, worried that Jiang Yue had worked hard cooking, told her to go back to her room and rest.
...
The Pei family.
Pei Huai's eyes lit up when he saw the dinner that the kitchen helper brought out.
"She's really clever; she can actually make such cute things."
Unfortunately, he met Jiang Yue too late.
If he had met Jiang Yue earlier, Lu Jingnian would never have been involved.
I brought dinner to Dongdong, and when he saw the buns that looked like little tigers, he actually smiled happily, "Sister... Sister..."
This afternoon, Pei Huai talked to Dongdong about Jiang Yue and showed him the piece of paper Jiang Yue had written to him with a drawing of a little tiger, as well as the encouraging words on it.
Although Dongdong has not yet met Jiang Yue, he already knows that the delicious food he ate for lunch today was cooked for him by a woman named Jiang Yue.
"Not older sister, but aunt."
Pei Huai tried to correct Dongdong's way of addressing her, because according to seniority, Dongdong shouldn't call her "sister."
Otherwise, what will Jiang Yue call him next time she sees him?
uncle?
Pei Huai pursed his lips; he didn't like that title.
But Dongdong was convinced that Jiang Yue was his sister, and he shook his head vigorously at Pei Huai, "No... she's... aunt, she's... sister..."
He speaks slowly, but every word is pronounced very clearly.
Pei Huai: "..."
...
The Lu family.
That evening, Jiang Yue finished her work and had just lain down on the bed when the man in the black robe pulled her into a dream.
This time, the dream was no longer a place shrouded in white mist, but a room with an antique charm.
"Jiang Yue".
The voice of the man in the black robe came from behind.
Jiang Yue turned to look at him, her tone impatient, "I need to rest, please don't bother me unless it's absolutely necessary."
This weird thing has been appearing more and more frequently lately.
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