Ji's mother touched her face, her face full of distress: "Our girl has suffered a lot. Pregnancy is like this for women. It's not easy. If you have better luck, the reaction will not be strong. If you have bad luck, you will suffer. But mom is here Don't worry, mom will definitely make your life better these few months."
Ji's mother's words immediately warmed Ji Mianmian's heart. Look, she is still her own mother.
After staying outside for so long and experiencing what happened to Mrs. Murong, Ji Mianmian only felt that she was really happy.
Not all mothers can treat their children as the darlings of their hearts.
Looking back, she must tell her parents to treat her husband well and let him experience the different love of father and mother again.
"I guess you can't eat meat and fish very much now, so everything I get for you is light. Just wait, mom made you fish soup, and your dad went to buy it early in the morning, and he's still alive when he bought it. Here, it was stewed for you a long time ago."
Mother Ji got up and ran to the kitchen. The fish soup was still boiling on the stove, and the small fire below was not turned off.
The soup is milky white in color and overflowing with fragrance, which shows that it is well stewed.
Mother Ji had originally filled a bowl and was about to take it out when she suddenly thought of Murong Mian and stopped again, taking out an empty bowl and filling the second bowl.
Mother Ji is very satisfied with this uncle, considerate and considerate, and very good-looking.
What's more, if she, the mother-in-law, treats her son-in-law better, he will only treat her daughter better.
Mother Ji brought out two bowls of fish soup and greeted them.
"I'll try my best to remove the fishy smell from this fish. Try it, do you still have it?"
Murong Mian was stunned. He didn't expect that Ji's mother would serve him a bowl. This was a feeling he had never experienced before.
When I was in school, my classmates, when they came back from school after the holidays, started to say, "Oh, my mother made me eat this and that as soon as I entered the house. I finally lost weight and gained weight again."
At that time, he only thought it was ironic. People who are favored are really not blessed in the midst of blessings.
Although he no longer longed for the so-called mother's love and father's love, he also knew that he would never get those things that others always despised.
Now, Murong Mian seemed to experience the feeling that his classmates described.
Very warm and happy.
Ji Mianmian took a sip. It was indeed very delicious. However, he was still a little uncomfortable when he first drank it, but he felt better after drinking it. Ji Mianmian nodded repeatedly: "This fish soup is so delicious, it's me. Mom made it taste delicious, but you can’t get such delicious soup abroad..."
Mother Ji's face was full of joy and she breathed a sigh of relief: "I can rest assured now. I was really afraid that you couldn't even drink the fish soup. Xiaomu, drink it quickly. The soup will not taste good after a while when it cools down." Come on, you and Mianmian have been jostling for so long, so you must be tired and hungry. Let’s eat first in a while, and then you two go and have a good rest."
Murong Mian quickly picked up the fish soup and took a sip: "Mom, the fish soup you made is so delicious."
Ji's mother's smiling eyes narrowed into two slits: "There is still room in the kitchen. You two should drink more. You must not have eaten well abroad. Look at how thin you two have become."
Ji Mianmian said from the side: "Don't worry, Mom, I'm just waiting for you to make me fat when I come back."
Ji's mother smiled and said: "Not only do I have to make you a little fat, but I also have to feed my little grandson to be healthy."