That night, it was difficult for Chen He to get a good night's sleep.
She had spent the evening in bed with Song Jingcheng, and then went shopping with Qin Yi at night. When they got home and were about to rest, Uncle Xie had another stroke and fainted.
After a trip to the hospital, I got home at two o'clock.
Chen He thought that she could finally fall asleep by now, but Song Jingcheng's personal phone rang again.
Chen He was startled and immediately sat up in shock.
Seeing Song Jingcheng reaching for the phone, her mind suddenly twitched and she blurted out, "Could it be that Uncle Xie is gone?"
The sudden ringing of the phone in the middle of the night is like a death warrant, which always scares people.
Song Jingcheng didn't think about this at first.
When Chen He said this, Song Jingcheng's heart skipped a beat.
He scanned the number and found it was Captain Zhou from the sanatorium.
"It's not a call from the hospital, it's from the nursing home." After he said this, Shen He's eyes widened.
Seeing her reaction, Song Jingcheng was also startled, "...Is my mother dying?"
"Hurry up and answer it!" Chen He leaned against Song Jingcheng's back to listen to him answer the phone.
The night was quiet, and Captain Zhou's voice was clear: "Mr. Song, Xiao Xu just called to ask for instructions. He said Aunt Lan wanted to see Madam..."
Hearing this, the two of them finally felt relieved.
"Auntie Lan wants to see me?" At this time...
Chen He was no longer sleepy and said to Song Jingcheng, "Tell Master Xu to bring Aunt Lan to see me at Song Garden."
"I can't sleep tonight." Chen He couldn't sleep, and no one in the house, not even the cat, could sleep. "Get up, come with me upstairs to pet the cat."
After saying this, Chen He put on his bathrobe and went to the cat room on the roof.
For fear that the cats would dance around at night and disturb their rest, the three cats would be locked in the cat room when the owner went to bed.
Chen He walked into the cat room, carrying a big fat cat in one hand and went downstairs.
Song Jingcheng followed behind, yawning, and picked up the fattest ball of flesh, and went downstairs with Chen He.
After petting the cat for a while, Chen He remembered Aunt Qin saying that Song Jingcheng had a poor appetite at night, so she asked Song Jingcheng, "Are you hungry?"
If Chen He hadn't mentioned it, Song Jingcheng wouldn't have noticed it.
When she asked this, his stomach began to churn. "A little bit."
"Wait, I'll get you something to eat."
"You can?"
"Why shouldn't I know how?" Chen He walked into the kitchen, opened the drawer and took out a bag of snail noodles, the kind with extra spiciness.
As soon as Song Jingcheng saw the bright red packaging bag, he felt a burning sensation in his butthole.
People who can't eat spicy food really can't stand this.
Chen He caught a glimpse of Song Jingcheng's cowardly look, smiled, stuffed the snail noodles back into the drawer, and took out the pasta again.
"I'll make you a bowl of Shenhe brand Sichuan-style pasta tonight."
While Chen He was cooking, he prepared the ingredients for the sauce, including Sichuan peppercorns, dried red chilies, beef, and broad bean paste...
Song Jingcheng couldn't imagine how vicious this bowl of pasta was.
He went to the yard with his three cats in his arms and heard banging noises in the kitchen.
More than 20 minutes later, Chen He stood at the door of the restaurant and waved to Song Jingcheng, "The midnight snack is ready, come and try it."
In just a short while, Shen He not only made the 'pasta', but also lit the candles with a sense of ceremony.
There were two glasses of red wine next to the candlesticks.
Looking at the scene before him, Song Jingcheng didn't know for a moment whether this was a candlelight dinner or torture.
"Sit down." Chen He was like a queen.
Song Jingcheng fell down with mixed feelings.
"I have a gift for you." Chen He handed a small rectangular medicine box to Song Jingcheng.
Song Jingcheng looked down and saw the three words "pregnancy test stick" and his heart skipped a beat.
"Are you pregnant?"
Chen He raised his chin towards the medicine box and urged Song Jingcheng: "Take a look first."
Song Jingcheng's heart was beating like thunder.
He pressed the medicine box with his fingertips, moved it in front of him, and opened it with holding his breath.
But there was no pregnancy test stick or ultrasound report inside, only a soft-touch plastic bag that looked somewhat familiar.
But Song Jingcheng couldn't remember what it was for a moment.
Song Jingcheng was bewildered. "What is this?"
Chen He smiled and said, "The packaging film of sanitary napkins."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Song, we failed to conceive this month."
"Isn't it a big surprise?"
Song Jingcheng actually felt a little disappointed.
Just at that moment, he had even thought about what to name the child, whether it would be a boy or a girl, and what style of crib to choose for the future.
"Keep working hard next month." Song Jingcheng quickly cheered up.
Chen He smiled again, "Don't worry, maybe the baby wants to wait until we finish the wedding before reporting."
She also wanted to spend more time with Song Jingcheng.
"Eat it."
With the mentality of Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs, Song Jingcheng boldly tasted the noodles on the plate.
The taste is really spicy and sour...
But Song Jingcheng still ate some out of courtesy.
Chen He made the midnight snack, and Song Jingcheng collected the dishes and chopsticks.
"Madam." Kang Bo is old and goes to bed early at night. The person on duty at night is the trainee housekeeper Song Yutang, Kang Bo's nephew.
Song Yutang told Chen He: "Master Xu from the nursing home is here, and he brought the nurse, Aunt Lan, with him."
"Tell the guest to come find me in the side hall." Chen He picked up Cheng Bao and went to the side hall.
Song Jingcheng cleaned up the dishes and went upstairs with the two cats.
Soon, Song Yutang led Master Xu and Aunt Lan to the side hall.
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