Chapter 123 Post-Wedding Extra: Baby (Part 4)
Three months later, Jiang Wan's pregnancy symptoms improved significantly.
She almost no longer experiences morning sickness and rarely feels nauseous at the sight of meat; on the contrary, her appetite has improved considerably.
Not only can they eat three meals a day normally, but they also always have cravings in the middle of the night.
Today I want to eat snail rice noodles, tomorrow I want to eat mala tang (spicy hot pot), and the day after tomorrow I want to eat barbecue. I want to eat something different every day.
Zhou Chong could only try different ways to prepare late-night snacks for her, but he was worried that if she ate too much before bed, it would upset her stomach and make her sleep poorly at night. He was also worried that if she ate too much heavy and greasy food, it would be bad for her health.
So, he would give her a little bit each time to satisfy her craving, and he would eat the rest himself.
Then quietly increase your weekly workout frequency.
That night, Jiang Wan started craving a late-night snack again.
"husband……"
Jiang Wan lay on the bed, turned to her side, and gently kicked Zhou Chong's calf.
Zhou Chong understood her hint, sat up, turned around and got out of bed, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
Jiang Wan also got up and got out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and followed Zhou Chong downstairs. "Hmm... I want to eat congee."
"Clay pot porridge?" Zhou Chong paused in his steps toward the kitchen, glancing up at the clock on the dining room wall. "Cooking clay pot porridge takes a long time; it might be a long wait."
"Then we can go buy some ready-made clay pot porridge," Jiang Wan suggested.
"Ready-made congee?" Zhou Chong turned to look at her, understanding dawning on him. "Which restaurant's do you want to eat from?"
Jiang Wan squinted and smiled, "The one near the old school was especially delicious. The porridge was so soft and flavorful. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water."
"That shop is still open." Zhou Chong looked up at the wall clock again. "It shouldn't be closed yet at this hour. I'll go buy it for you. What kind of porridge do you want?"
After saying that, he turned around to get his car keys.
Jiang Wan tugged at his sleeve, "Let me go with you. It takes almost an hour to drive there and back. I don't want to just wait at home."
Zhou Chong hesitated for a moment.
It's January now, and the weather is already quite cold, especially at night when the outside temperature is close to zero.
With underfloor heating in the house, Jiang Wan can wear a thin, loose nightgown, which makes it easier for her to move around without worrying about catching a cold.
After all, her belly is already quite big now. If she goes out at night in the dead of winter, I'm afraid she'll get cold if she doesn't wrap herself up tightly in a down jacket and fleece pants, but if she does wrap herself up tightly, I'm afraid it will put pressure on her belly and make her uncomfortable.
Jiang Wan noticed his hesitation and gently tugged at his sleeve, "Honey, let's go together. Clay pot porridge tastes best when it's served hot. I feel so warm after drinking it."
When she acts cute, Zhou Chong can't do anything about it.
He leaned down slightly and touched Jiang Wan's face. "Wouldn't it be troublesome to wear a thick down jacket, fleece pants, and snow boots?"
Jiang Wan shook her head decisively, "I don't mind the trouble."
"Okay, let's go upstairs and change our clothes."
"Okay, sure."
The two went back upstairs and changed into their outdoor clothes.
Zhou Chong, still worried, put an extra scarf on Jiang Wan.
Half an hour later.
The Maybach was parked on the roadside outside the gate of Lincheng No.1 Middle School.
It's winter break now, and there are hardly any people on campus. Apart from the necessary streetlights and emergency lights, the entire campus is pitch black.
Zhou Chongxian got out of the car, walked around to the passenger side, opened the car door, helped Jiang Wan slowly get out of the car, then bent down to help her zip up her down jacket to the top, and then wrapped a scarf around her neck.
Looking at the man in front of her, Jiang Wan chuckled softly, "Zhou Chong, I look like a fat penguin."
“Not fat.” Zhou Chong straightened up and rubbed Jiang Wan’s face. “Besides, penguins are cute.”
Jiang Wan was amused by him, and reached out her hand from the sleeve of her down jacket to pinch his cheek. "You're cute too."
Zhou Chong held her hand, letting it fall and tightening it in his palm. "Let's go, the porridge shop is still open."
"Um."
Jiang Wan nodded, and just as she took a step forward, Zhou Chong turned back and gently reminded her, "Walk slower."
"good."
Jiang Wan smiled and, hand in hand with Zhou Chong, slowly walked towards the porridge shop.
Compared to ten years ago, the storefront and interior of this porridge shop have been renovated, the seats are much more spacious, and there are QR codes for ordering by scanning a QR code on the tables.
But the menu is still almost the same as before.
Especially their signature clay pot congee, a flavor that has been around for over a decade.
The two ordered a pot of seafood congee and a basket of shrimp dumplings, and waited patiently for the owner to serve the food.
The sound of bubbling came from behind the kitchen curtain, and a row of clay pots could be seen on the stove in the distance, exuding a strong sense of cooking.
"It still feels better to sit here." Jiang Wan cupped her face in her hands, gazing at the row of casserole dishes in the kitchen. "This business is really good; it's been over ten years and it's still going strong."
Zhou Chong nodded. "Yes, the restaurants near the school gate rely on word-of-mouth; otherwise, it would be difficult for them to gain recognition among so many graduating classes."
Jiang Wan looked away and glanced at him. "President Zhou, could you please stop analyzing the commercial aspects of everything you see?"
Zhou Chong chuckled, "I'm used to it."
"I came back here to eat because of nostalgia, you know?"
"Understand."
As they were talking, the owner came over to serve the dishes.
A steaming hot casserole was placed on the table, and wisps of steam rose between the two people, creating a hazy white mist.
"From what I overheard you talking earlier, you were also students at Lincheng No. 1 Middle School?" The owner put down the casserole, took off his gloves, and struck up a conversation with enthusiasm.
Jiang Wan nodded and replied, "Yes, we are from the class of 2014."
The boss sighed, "It's been over ten years since I graduated."
“Yes, more than ten years have passed, but I still miss your congee, so we came back to eat it late at night.” Jiang Wan smiled.
"Hey, it's kind of you to still remember my little shop after all these years." The owner waved his hand generously, "I'll give you a discount later."
Zhou Chong shook his head, "No need, boss. It's because your store has a good reputation that the prices haven't increased much over the years. If you offer discounts again, you won't make any profit."
"It's alright. We've been open for so many years, with waves of students coming and going. We don't care how much profit we make from each meal."
The boss waved his hand generously, then seemed to remember something, "A couple of days ago, two students from the class of 2014 came back to eat here, a boy and a girl, and said they were from the same class. I don't know if you know them?"
Jiang Wan and Zhou Chong exchanged a glance. "We're in the same class, so we should know each other."
"Oh, what a coincidence. They're both married now, and they seem to have a great relationship. They said they used to come to my place for meals often when they were in school, and they couldn't get used to the clay pot porridge from other places."
Someone from Class 1 got married?
Jiang Wan and Zhou Chong exchanged a smile.
Besides those two, it must be Sun Qianyu and Jiang Shengming.
"Boss, actually, we're married too."
"The baby is almost born."
"Really?" The shop owner's eyes widened in surprise, his gaze sweeping between the two. "My little shop has witnessed quite a few couples in love."
Jiang Wan and Zhou Chongwei smiled slightly.
"Alright, you guys take your time eating. I won't disturb you any longer."
The boss patted his gloves, turned and walked towards the kitchen, muttering to himself, "Marrying a high school classmate is really good. I know her inside and out. I'll tell my wife to keep an eye out for her and arrange a blind date for her if she finds someone suitable."
Jiang Wan couldn't help but chuckle. "What should we do? What if the boss's child doesn't have a good blind date with his high school classmate? Won't he blame us?"
"No, it won't." Zhou Chong served her a small bowl of porridge. "Just come and patronize our business a few more times."
Jiang Wan laughed even harder.
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