Chapter 57 is truly pampering.
It was already 2 PM.
The excessive sleepiness that had plagued Su Niannian for nearly two months still hadn't disappeared.
Coupled with the tension of the past few days, Su Niannian suddenly relaxed and slept until 11 a.m.
After getting up, I learned that the old lady had already arrived with the doctor.
But I was afraid of disturbing her sleep, so I didn't wake her up.
Su Niannian felt uneasy as soon as she came downstairs.
She actually slept in late, making her elders wait for her. Will Grandma be angry?
However, the old lady immediately took her hand, showing concern and kindness, without the slightest sign of anger.
Su Niannian couldn't help but say, "Grandma, I'm sorry, I woke up late and made you wait so long."
The old lady patted her head affectionately: "Silly child, you don't need to apologize to your grandma. This is your home. You can sleep as long as you want. It's not like a company where you have to clock in."
Su Niannian felt a lump in her throat.
The old lady, like my grandmother, was a kind and gentle old lady.
He is not strict with the younger generation at all, and always puts himself in their shoes and considers their perspective.
Unlike Li Xiumei, who would verbally abuse Su Niannian if she got up a little late during holidays and missed doing chores at home.
This instilled in her a deep fear of sleeping in late.
After finishing his consultation, Dr. Li took the generous fee and left.
The old lady had already instructed Aunt Chen to simmer chicken soup over a low flame, the clay pot making a bubbling sound.
The room was filled with the rich aroma of meat.
Just then, Aunt Chen came over with a soup bowl.
The old lady immediately asked, "Chen, has it been simmering for long enough? Old hens need to be simmered over low heat to release their nutrients and make them taste better."
Aunt Chen: "Madam, don't worry, I've been working on it for six hours."
This is a three-year-old free-range hen that the old lady had someone go to the countryside to buy overnight. It has a thick layer of yellow fat on it, which is said to be the best for nourishing the body.
The old lady calculated the time and said to Aunt Chen, "Six hours is enough. Now quickly bring it to Niannian to drink."
Aunt Chen walked up to Su Niannian.
He said with a smile, "Young Madam, I didn't put in too much salt. Please taste it and see how it is. If it's not good, I'll add some more salt."
"Thank you," Su Niannian said politely.
I took the porcelain bowl containing chicken soup from Aunt Chen's hands.
The chicken soup is golden yellow and topped with bright green scallions.
Aunt Chen was worried that Su Niannian would find it greasy, so she carefully scooped out the oil floating on top.
The soup was clear and delicious.
Su Niannian took a spoon, scooped up a spoonful, and drank it.
The moment the chicken soup entered her mouth, the intense aroma of meat made Su Niannian's stomach churn, and she felt like she was about to vomit up.
Su Niannian quickly put down her bowl, covered her mouth, and ran to the toilet.
She leaned over the toilet and vomited repeatedly, emptying all the food she had eaten at noon, but she kept convulsing.
Gu Yuheng and the old lady both chased after them.
Gu Yuheng patted her back with eyes full of heartache, and it was the first time he had ever directly experienced how difficult pregnancy really was.
He was overjoyed yesterday because he was pregnant.
But seeing the girl's distress, especially since she was only twenty years old, Gu Yuheng even felt a little guilty.
He wished he were the one experiencing morning sickness.
To bear the pain of pregnancy in her place.
"Ah Chen," the old lady said worriedly from the doorway, "Quickly go and pour Niannian a glass of water."
"Understood, Madam."
Su Niannian leaned against the toilet and dry-heaved for a while until she had vomited up all the food in her stomach and there was nothing left to vomit.
The shallow back finally stopped twitching.
Aunt Chen handed the water to Gu Yuheng.
Gu Yuheng personally handed the water cup to her lips, letting the little girl drink from his hand.
"Niannian, drink some water and rinse your mouth."
Su Niannian was so distressed that she couldn't say a word. She felt like her brain was lacking oxygen, and her vision was going black in waves.
She took a sip of water listlessly and rinsed her mouth.
Then, a pair of hands reached under her legs and lifted her up horizontally.
Su Niannian landed steadily in the man's strong and broad embrace.
Gu Yuheng lowered his eyes, gazing at her red eyes, his throat tightening slightly: "Are you feeling any better?"
Su Niannian rested her head on his chest and nodded.
The old lady and Aunt Chen at the door exchanged a glance.
His eyes showed both relief and heartache.
Aunt Chen helped the old lady back to the living room.
Gu Yuheng also carried Su Niannian out.
He strode to the sofa as if he were holding a priceless treasure, and carefully and gently placed the little girl on the sofa.
Then, the tall man knelt down on one knee in front of Su Niannian.
With clean fingertips, I gently wiped away the tears that had welled up in the little girl's eyes.
"Niannian, I'm sorry. It's all my fault for not being able to control myself and making you suffer."
Su Niannian met his gaze.
She shook her head: "Don't say that. The baby came because of our destiny. We just need to get through the first few months."
Gu Yuheng forced a smile. His self-blame had reached its peak; he couldn't bear even the slightest discomfort for Su Niannian.
But his little girl actually comforted him instead.
He sighed softly and said gently, "Niannian, you can't stand the smell of meat. I'll make you some millet porridge and some of Aunt Chen's pickled vegetables, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Madam Gu's eyes revealed surprise.
She never expected that her grandson, who had never lifted a finger in the kitchen, would actually learn to cook.
A feeling of relief welled up inside me.
A good man is one who is willing to cook for his wife.
“Niannian, you threw up everything you ate at noon. Your stomach is empty, it won’t do. It’ll hurt later. Yuheng is right, drinking some millet porridge will make you feel better.”
Su Niannian actually didn't have much of an appetite.
But she didn't want her grandmother to worry.
"Okay, Grandma."
The old lady glanced at her stinky grandson: "Hurry up and cook some porridge for Niannian. By the way, hurry up, don't let Niannian get hungry."
Aunt Chen stood behind, covered her mouth and chuckled.
The old lady really has forgotten about her grandson now that she has a granddaughter-in-law.
If another young master is born in the future, the young master's status will drop even further, and he will probably have to step aside.
Gu Yuheng didn't dare to delay, so he rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen.
He was wearing a light-colored casual suit, the excellent tailoring highlighting his tall figure. Su Niannian felt instantly safe when she looked at him.
He stood in front of the cabinet with his back to the living room.
From Su Niannian's perspective, all she could see was his smooth jawline and his lowered eyes.
At this moment, Gu Yuheng's slender fingers held a soup spoon.
He stirred the boiling millet porridge in the pot with a serious expression.
He looked so serious, as if he were signing a multi-million dollar contract in the business world.
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