noon.
When Lu Jinglan came to find An Luo, An Luo had already brought back the freshly made pork rib soup, which was indistinguishable from the one Qiao Min had cooked.
When Qiao Min arrived, she saw her son there, and she immediately became unhappy.
She also became increasingly dissatisfied with Anluo.
This little bitch, she wants to have a meal with me, do you think I'd eat her?
She even called her son over; that's just too much.
Qiao Min walked over, her expression somewhat unpleasant, but she remembered her purpose and didn't give An Luo a cold look. Instead, she asked her son unhappily, "Weren't you at work? Why did you come here?"
Lu Jinglan smiled and said, "I made an appointment with Anluo last night to come over and have lunch with her today."
I only heard Anlu say when I got here, "Mom, you're having lunch with us today, so Anlu and I are waiting for you here."
These words completely absolved An Luo of any responsibility.
Qiao Min couldn't tell whether her son was telling the truth or not, so she could only nod unhappily.
"Let's go then. It's getting late, and we can't keep you from starting work this afternoon."
Qiao Min specially chose a nice restaurant. She had earned a lot of money these past two days, so she didn't mind spending a good time.
"Anluo, what do you like to eat?"
Qiao Min handed the menu to An Luo, "You're pregnant now, so you should eat more good food to nourish your body."
By the way, is your morning sickness still bad lately?
"After taking the medicine given by Dr. Liu, I've stopped vomiting."
An Luo smiled obediently and answered, then ordered two dishes and handed the menu to Lu Jinglan beside her.
Qiao Min was completely relieved when she heard that she had stopped vomiting.
She was also worried that if Anluo continued to vomit severely, what would happen if she vomited up the rib soup she had drunk?
Then the medicine would be useless.
Before the dishes arrived, Qiao Min quickly opened the thermos that An Luo had brought and ladled out a bowl of soup for her. "An Luo, drink a bowl of soup to warm your stomach before eating."
Try it and see if Mom's cooking is good. If you like it, Mom will make it for you often from now on.
"Thank you, Mom."
Anluo took the bowl of soup and obediently drank it down sip by sip in front of Qiaomin.
Seeing that she had actually drunk it, Qiao Min was completely relieved. She put down her chopsticks and said to An Luo, "An Luo, you've had a tough pregnancy."
Mom feels sorry for you too, but don't worry, once you give birth to a son, you won't have to have any more, which is great.
Anlu: "..."
Lu Jinglan looked at Qiao Min helplessly, "Mom, whether Luo Luo gives birth to a boy or a girl, they are all our children. We don't discriminate against girls, so please don't bring up this topic anymore."
"How can my daughter do this?"
Qiao Min glared angrily at her good-for-nothing son. "That Jiang Yue has already given birth to a son. If you don't have a son soon, the Lu family's assets will really become that little bitch Jiang Yue's property in the future."
"Mom, it's up to Grandpa and Grandma to decide who will inherit the Lu family business in the future, so don't worry about it."
Lu Jinglan refuted this.
"That won't work."
Qiao Min said, "I don't care, Anluo's baby must be a son. She's already drunk the medicine I got for her, so she'll definitely give birth to a son."
"medicine?"
Lu Jinglan was startled. "Mom, what medicine?"
Is his mom going to get involved in those messy things again?
Two years ago, when Anlu was not pregnant, Qiaomin, in an attempt to get Anlu pregnant, obtained some random drugs from somewhere and secretly gave them to Anlu, almost killing her.
Now, when Lu Jinglan heard that his mother had gone to beg for medicine again, his heart was in his throat.
Anlu remained calm. She looked at Qiao Min and asked softly, "Mom, you specially made pork rib soup for me today because you put a medicine in it that can help me have a boy, right?"
"That's right."
Now that things had been discussed openly and Anlu had drunk all the pork rib soup, she stopped pretending.
"Let me tell you, this medicine took me a lot of effort to come up with. The hardship was no less than when Jiang Yue went to Pudu Temple to pray for Lu Jingnian's safety."
After saying that, Qiao Min looked aggrieved, "Jing Lan, Mom is only doing this for your own good."
Look at how weak your wife is, she's like a little chick.
If she gives birth to a girl this time, will she even be able to have a second child for you?
"Mom is only thinking of you. Only after you give birth to a son will someone take care of you in your old age and see you off in your final days."
Lu Jinglan didn't want to listen to his mother's nonsense. He wasn't a sexist; whether he had a son or a daughter, it was all the same to him.
What do you need for old-age care and funeral arrangements?
He and Anluo have formal jobs and will have pensions when they get old, so they don't need their children to support them.
"Anluo, I'll take you to the hospital."
Lu Jinglan was worried that An Luo drinking that soup would affect the baby in her womb, so she refused to eat and wanted to take her to the hospital.
An Luo didn't say anything, letting Lu Jinglan pull her outside.
Qiao Min sat in the chair, watching her son and daughter-in-law leave, and curled her lips in disapproval.
Anyway, Tang Anluo has already drunk it, so going to the hospital won't help.
It would be a shame not to eat all this food we ordered.
After Lu Jinglan carefully helped An Luo into the car, she looked at her husband's anxious and nervous appearance and finally couldn't help but laugh.
"You still have the mind to laugh?"
Lu Jinglan was extremely anxious, but he saw that his wife was still smiling happily.
"Lolo, are you out of your mind?"
"no."
Anlu smiled and said, "Don't worry, the rib soup I drank wasn't the one Mom made at all."
"What?"
Lu Jinglan was somewhat taken aback.
"Then where did the pork rib soup you drank come from?"
Anlu quickly recounted the incident to Lu Jinglan, and finally explained to him, "Jinglan, you won't blame me for doing this, will you?"
I'm not intentionally trying to be wary of my mom; I'm just afraid of being lied to by her in the past.
I can manage on my own, but I'm pregnant now, and I'm afraid something will happen to our child.
Lu Jinglan hugged her, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Why would I be angry with you?
You did the right thing.
Lu Jinglan was very glad that An Luo had taken precautions this time and hadn't drunk the pork rib soup his mother had cooked.
"You really didn't drink it?" Lu Jinglan asked uncertainly at the last moment, afraid that An Luo was saying this on purpose to reassure him.
"I really didn't drink it. If you don't believe me, go ask Uncle Chen. He made this soup himself, and he still has quite a bit left."
Anlu said.
"That's good."
Lu Jinglan breathed a sigh of relief. "If Mom comes to your workplace to look for you again, just call me immediately and I'll handle her."
"Um."
Anlu nodded.
She really didn't want to deal with her mother-in-law.
"By the way, Jinglan, my mom called me this morning. She wants me to come home and stay for a while," Anluo suddenly said, looking at Lu Jinglan.
The weather has gotten colder recently, and her and Jinglan's house is a bit far from the TV station. Moreover, Jinglan often works overtime and doesn't come home until very late. An's mother is worried about her daughter, so she wants her to come home to live.
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