Thinking about my happiest moment, it was probably when you were expecting our son.
Ever since Old Master Zhang found out his daughter-in-law was pregnant, he personally cooked a variety of nourishing soups every day, like chicken soup, fish soup, bone broth—anything you could think of. It was simply endless!
This morning, as Ran Zhihan came downstairs into the living room, she saw the table full of nourishing soups and found it impossible to resist, but she really didn't want to keep drinking these soups. She's been having them for two months now, every day it's these soups. How could her body take it? Yet, when she saw her grandfather busy in the kitchen for her, she couldn't refuse his good intentions. How could she tell her grandfather? If she talked like that, wouldn't it break his heart? She could only endure it time and time again, but she also felt increasingly nauseous seeing these soups. Maybe it's a sign of pregnancy, that's why it's happening.
