The male god is very busy, the female driver is on the road

"Hmm~ It's delicious, did you make this? Can I eat it again?" Xiao Xi asked Zhang Xiaoli in front of her expectantly, reminiscing about the taste left by the French fries in her mouth.

Zhang Xiaoli put Xiaoxi down first, and then said: "Of course you can eat again, this is for you to eat, as long as you like it! After eating, Auntie is making it for you, here I give you all, eat slowly Tell me if it’s not enough.” Zhang Xiaoli turned around and filled a plate full of French fries and handed it to Xiaoxi.

"Thank you!" Xiao Xi looked at the French fries on the plate with light in her eyes, and did not forget to thank Zhang Xiaoli.

"Okay, you're welcome, we are a family, you can tell me directly if you want to eat in the future, and I will help you." Zhang Xiaoli looked at the sensible child in front of her, stretched out her hand and rubbed her hair, gently Said.

"Okay, you can go out to eat first, the kitchen fume is heavy, you can't stand it if you are a child." Zhang Xiaoli said immediately.

A child is a child, and a little food can make her forget everything. After hearing Zhang Xiaoli's words, Xiao Xi joyfully put the plate on the coffee table and started to eat happily.

At this moment, Han Ling also changed her clothes and went downstairs. Look, Xiao Xi, who was eating happily in the living room, walked up to her and asked, "What is Xiao Xi eating? Who gave it to you? "

"It was given to me by that pretty auntie, who said it was specially made for me to eat." Xiaoxi said while stuffing French fries into her mouth non-stop.

"Sister, do you want to eat?" Xiao Xi raised the French fries and said with her bright eyes.

"No, no, you can just eat it by yourself. If it tastes good, you can eat more. If it's not enough, my sister will help you get it..." Han Ling looked lovingly at Xiao Xi who was eating happily.

Zhang Xiaoli, who was in the kitchen, heard Han Ling's voice and shouted loudly: "Little Lingling, are you up yet?"

"Mom, I'm already up. Is there anything I can do for you?" Han Ling patted Xiao Xi, then got up and walked towards the kitchen.

"I don't need your help, but today, your father and I went to the supermarket and bought you a lot of delicious things. I stewed them for you and you can eat them right away. You will need more later Eat something." Zhang Xiaoli looked at Han Ling standing at the door and said with a smile.

"How embarrassing is this? I was supposed to take care of you, but now you are taking care of us instead." Han Ling said embarrassedly.

"We're all one family, so what's the difference between you and me? You're pregnant now, and we're here to take care of you. There's nothing we should or shouldn't do." Zhang Xiaoli said in a rare serious manner.

Han Ling: "..."

"Come and try this soup. This is a pharmacy that your dad and I found this afternoon. Someone helped to prescribe a medicinal diet for nourishing babies. If this is very effective, many people drink it. Come on, drink it while it's hot." Let's go." Zhang Xiaoli took out a cup of dark, strange-tasting concoction, handed it to Han Ling and said seriously.

"This... this..." Han Ling hesitated, she didn't know whether she should drink it or not.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems. After prescribing the medicine, we specially asked an old Chinese doctor to show him the prescription. He has already guaranteed that there will be no problems with the medicine juice." Zhang Xiaoli knew Han Ling was worried about something, and quickly explained.

After listening to Zhang Xiaoli's words, Han Ling also felt relieved, but the taste of the medicine was really unacceptable, but considering Zhang Xiaoli was so busy for herself, Han Ling could only bite the bullet and say: "Okay, mom, I drink."

Han Ling took the medicine cup from Zhang Xiaoli's hand, holding his breath under her expectant gaze, raised his head, "Gudong Gudong Gudong..." He drank the medicine in one go.

After drinking the medicine, Han Ling hurriedly handed the medicine cup to Zhang Xiaoli, then turned around and rushed to the pool, turned on the faucet, scooped up the water, and poured it into his mouth. After rinsing his mouth like this for 3 minutes, Han Ling stopped.

"It's hard to bear the taste, but the good medicine tastes bitter. I've boiled it for two hours, and its effect is good." Zhang Xiaoli helped Han Ling calm down and said.

"Mom, I'm fine. I'm just thankful for your hard work." Han Ling said while rubbing his chest.

"It's not hard, you have to drink it once a day in the future. I will cook it for you every day. I also cooked a pot of black chicken soup, pork rib soup, fish soup... Anyway, you will drink more later. These are all Very nutritious." Zhang Xiaoli listed them one by one with her fingers.

Han Lingguang felt dizzy when he heard so many soup names from Zhang Xiaoli, and if he was asked to drink so much, he immediately felt that he was going to die soon.

"Come on, this is black chicken soup. It's very fresh. I bought it when it was alive. I killed it when I got home, and then stewed it. It's been two and a half hours until now. It's absolutely authentic." , Zhang Xiaoli directly handed the soup bowl to Han Ling's mouth.

Han Ling smelled that the soup tasted really good, and it was boiled well enough. In order to live up to the soup and Zhang Xiaoli's hard work, Han Ling expressed his opinion while tasting: "The soup is really delicious. Delicious, very fresh, and the taste is very authentic..."

The soup really suited Han Ling's appetite, and she couldn't help but drink a few more mouthfuls. Zhang Xiaoli saw that Han Ling liked it so much, so she filled another bowl for her.

Since you like it, drink another bowl.Han Ling looked at the soup in a bit of a dilemma. She had already drank two full bowls, and if she drank any more, she would not be able to eat dinner.

However, unable to hold back Zhang Xiaoli's fiery eyes, Han Ling could only take the bowl, thinking, "It's a big deal, I won't eat dinner", and then raised his head and drank it.

"Okay, okay, what a sincere child, come, come, here are a few more, all very good, come, drink some more." Zhang Xiaoli now wants to stuff everything into Han Ling's stomach with all her heart Now, she didn't consider whether Han Ling's stomach could hold it at all.

"Still... and... still... still drinking!" Han Ling asked tentatively, frowning.

"What's this? It's not even halfway through. Just open your stomach and drink. There's still more. I've prepared a lot today." Zhang Xiaoli said proudly.

Compared with Zhang Xiaoli's self-confidence, Han Ling only felt that she was about to be overwhelmed by the soup.

"Mom, I can't drink now, let me have a rest first." Han Ling begged for mercy to Zhang Xiaoli who was holding a soup bowl in front of her.

"Where is this going? You drink slowly, there is still more!"

"Heaven! Earth! Who will save me!" Han Ling wailed in his heart.

"Auntie, do you have any more French fries? I've finished eating." The sky seemed to hear Han Ling's wailing, and Xiaoxi's voice sounded when Han Ling didn't know what to do, and rescued Han Ling.

"Oh! Xiaoxi finished eating! Well, but it's not fried yet, you wait for a while, Auntie will fry it for you soon." Hearing Xiaoxi's voice, Zhang Xiaoli immediately forgot about Han Ling, Put the soup on the cutting board casually, and hurried to help Xiaoxi fry French fries.

"Thank God, I finally let me go..." Han Ling muttered softly, and was about to walk out.

"Little Lingling, please wait a moment. I'll fry French fries for Xiaoxi first, and you can continue to drink later." As soon as Han Ling finished muttering, Zhang Xiaoli's voice came.

These words made Han Ling stay where he was, "Okay, mom, I got it, let's continue later, continue..." Han Ling replied desperately.

With a heavy body and mind, Han Ling moved to the sofa in the living room, sat on the sofa in a daze, and looked ahead with empty eyes.

"Buzz buzz..." There was a sound of a car engine, Han Ling seemed to see hope, her face was full of light, she immediately stood up and ran to the door.

As soon as Lu Weichen got out of the car, he saw a figure rushing towards him. He quickly stretched out his hands and tightened his grip for fear of falling.

"Honey, what's wrong with you, why are you so enthusiastic?" Lu Weichen asked in a good mood.

Han Ling: "..."

After not getting a reply for a while, Lu Weichen asked worriedly: "What's the matter, my wife, is something wrong?"

Han Ling: "..."

Han Ling still didn't say a word, Lu Weichen was completely anxious, stretched out his hand, pushed Han Ling out of his arms, looked at her pouting little mouth, and said a little funny: "This mouth can hang oil bottles , Good wife, let’s talk, I still have a husband!”

"You can't help me, what should my husband do?" Han Ling said with a bitter face.

"What's going on? If you don't tell me, how will you know that I can't help you?" Lu Weichen pinched Han Ling's cheeks and asked dotingly.

"I told you, you are not allowed to make fun of me." Han Ling warned fiercely.

"I swear, I will never laugh at you, you can say it now!"

"Well, let me tell you, she's not a mother yet. She doesn't know what's going on. She bought a bunch of ingredients this afternoon and made a lot of soup. From the beginning, I've already drank four whole bowls. There are still a lot of drinks, my stomach can't hold it anymore." Han Ling rubbed his stomach and said coquettishly to Lu Weichen.

"Hehehe~ That's it, what's so difficult about it, you'll be wronged just like that, I thought it was a big deal." Lu Weichen said lightly.

"It's not a big deal. If you don't handle it well, it will cause big problems. If you think it's easy, then there is a solution. Then I'll leave this matter to you. I'll see what you want to do." Do it." Han Ling said angrily, then turned around and walked in the same direction.

"But if you want me to drink soup again, I advise you to give up on it." Han Ling turned around suddenly and warned.

"No problem, I promise you will never let you drink soup again, okay? It's time to calm down!" Lu Weichen stepped forward and put his arm around Han Ling's shoulders, and walked into the room.

"Let's do it!" Han Ling said in a good mood with his mouth hooked.

"Little Lingling, where did you go? I just fried French fries, and you're gone. Hurry up, come in with me and continue drinking soup. If you don't drink it, it will be cold." Zhang Xiaoli saw Han Ling who came in from the door couldn't help complaining.