"Master Jiang said to let me help you carry things home. You're not well and shouldn't lift heavy objects. You shouldn't go out either. The doctor said you shouldn't catch the wind," the apprentice stubbornly said, jumping up to grab the basket directly from Qin Wan's hand and carrying one on each arm.
"I'm not in confinement, why shouldn't I catch the wind? I have a bowl of bird's nest every morning and chicken soup every evening, almost like a noblewoman. What can't I lift? I cooked all the eggs by myself today," Qin Wan laughed and looked up to see Chen Qiusheng coming over, taking a few steps to greet him, "Master Chen, long time no see."
"Today's my family's seventh one hundred-day celebration, I cooked some red eggs to bring over. Normally, we should host a feast, but I've been unwell and spent a bit more, so Bohai suggested keeping it simple. I'll invite you for a simple meal at my place when there's time, as a celebration for the little one."
