This feeling is so uncomfortable, my stomach feels like it's on fire, and I vomited everything I ate in the morning.
He was covered in filth, his face was red, and he kept coughing.
Tears welled up in the corners of my eyes, and I felt the movement in my stomach, which tightened.
But the scary thing was that he suddenly developed a fatherly love for the baby in his belly. He couldn't help but touch his belly without feeling any discomfort. It seemed as if he felt that this was what he should do.
Tang's father heard the noise and saw him vomiting all over the floor. He suppressed his nausea, frowned, and threw him a broom: "Clean up your own vomit, don't make your mother and Wanwan feel sick."
He Yi subconsciously said, "Why?" Even if it is a man who is pregnant in this world, shouldn't the pregnant man receive better care?
"Why? Tell me why. Because you eat and drink for free at home, using all the money my daughter earns. Because you are a man and are born to do these things."
Tang's father rolled his eyes: "Everyone has given birth to a child. When I gave birth to Wanwan, I didn't see anyone as spoiled as you."
"I heard that those who vomit after the first three months are all boys. Let me tell you, if you give birth to a money-losing baby, you have to raise it yourself. I won't help you."
"Men can carry on the family line, what are women?"
Tang's father rolled his eyes at him disdainfully. "For so many years, women have been the breadwinners outside the home, while men have been the homemakers. It's because women can carry on the family line. I think you're really sick. You can say all sorts of nonsense. I'm telling you, you have to clean up this mess within 10 minutes, or you'll have to bear the consequences."
When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. He Yi now has no power to resist at all. He checked his WeChat balance and found that there was less than 300 yuan.
You know, food, clothing, housing and transportation, which one doesn’t cost money?
300 yuan is not enough to buy a ticket back to his own home.
Moreover, the memories of this body now told him that this was a world that valued girls over boys, and it would be useless for him to go back.
He decided to endure it first. After all, men have innate advantages. If he can't beat a man, can he beat a woman?
Women are like this, they will behave themselves after a beating.
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When Tang Wan returned home, the meal was already prepared. She took off her shoes at the door, shook off her tiredness, went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and prepared to eat.
While sitting at the dining table, she felt a resentful gaze staring at her.
Tang Wan knew that it must be the real He Yi who came, so she didn't need to be soft-hearted at all.
She frowned and said, "What are you doing here? Go get some food! Do you want to starve me to death?"
"I'll go right away." When He Yi was serving the rice, he added a lot of things into it, such as saliva, snot, and toilet water. He poured them all in.
The viciousness in his eyes almost overflowed: "Bitch, I will eat you to death."
However, when the food was served on the table, he changed his expression and said with a smile, "Wife, this bowl is for you."
Logan nodded and picked up the chopsticks.
Seeing this, He Yi curled up the corner of his mouth into a smile and said, "Eat it, eat all these disgusting things."
However, when he turned around, Tang Wan gave him the bowl.
The amount of rice is almost the same, and the dishes in the house have the same pattern, so there is almost no difference.
However, Tang Wan’s bowl of rice needs to be pressed more firmly.
Zhao Qianrong frowned and held her hand. "Wanwan, why are you giving yours to this money-loser? I asked him to give you more. You're tired from work, so eat more. Men have small appetites, so just eat whatever you want."
"Mom, he worked hard during his pregnancy. When I see him, I think of Dad when he was pregnant with me. Oh, it's just a little more rice. Isn't it okay if he eats less vegetables?"
Tang Wan held her chin, looking distressed.
Hearing this, Tang's father wiped away his tears with emotion: "My Wanwan has really grown up and feels sorry for her father."
"Old Tang, isn't this as it should be? You little men are just sentimental."
He Yi quickly brought out the remaining two bowls of rice, his eyes fixed on Tang Wan, watching when she would pick up her chopsticks.
Tang's father hit his hand with his chopsticks, his face displeased: "Don't you have any manners? Why are you always staring at my daughter?"
He Yi quickly restrained his expression and smiled ingratiatingly: "Dad, I just want to see if this meal suits her appetite."
"Wanwan, try today's meal. Is it to your liking?"
Tang Wan picked up a small mouthful of rice and put it into her mouth, then added a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put that into her mouth as well.
The sweet and sour spareribs fall off the bones easily, but the meat is still chewy. When you chew it, the sweet and sour juice fills your mouth. It tastes sour and sweet and is especially delicious.
Her eyes lit up and she nodded.
Tang's father felt relieved and turned to look at He Yi: "It's not you who cooked the meal, why do you need to ask?"
Zhao Qianrong put down her chopsticks after hearing this. "We didn't marry you to become our ancestor. Let me tell you, Old Tang has toiled for this family for most of his life. If you marry into our family, you will definitely have to take over his burden."
He Yi really wanted to see Tang Wan eat the dirty rice underneath. Not only were there those disgusting things, but there was also powdered laxatives.
Anyway, the whole family ate it, so even if something happened to her, it couldn't be blamed on him.
So, he quickly admitted his mistake: "It's my fault, Mom. I will remember next time. I just felt a little unwell today. I will never let Dad cook alone again. No, I will let me cook from now on."
"That's more like it. Come on, Wanwan, you must have had a hard day at work. Try these cola chicken wings. They're all your favorite. Your dad went a long way to pick the freshest ones."
The bowl of rice was gradually empty, but Tang Wan didn't show any discomfort. He Yi put the rice into his mouthful by mouthful, not wanting to move his eyes away for a moment.
Before he knew it, he had finished a whole bowl of rice.
During this time, Tang Wan took the initiative to pick up two pieces of meat for him with her chopsticks, but he dodged them.
Tang's father thought he was disgusted, so he moved the dishes far away so that he couldn't reach them.
He could only eat the small dish of pickles in front of him with rice.
That small dish of pickles was what was left over from breakfast, and there was even some rice stuck on it.
Of course her family wouldn’t eat it, it was specially for him.
Tang Wan finished one bowl and was about to get a second bowl. She still didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, her face was rosy and she walked briskly.
He almost doubted whether he had put anything there at all. He looked down at his bowl and saw that it was empty, with some feces-yellow marks on the edge of the bowl.
He had a bad suspicion in his mind, but he didn't want to believe it.
But his body soon betrayed him. He had severe abdominal pain and his stomach began to feel uncomfortable.
He realized that he had eaten that bowl of rice, and he couldn't help feeling nauseous, and vomited again with a "wow" sound.
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