Each grain of rice had absorbed its fill of water, giving it not only the texture of brown rice but also the sweetness of white rice.
Although it was still porridge, it was thick enough and quite filling.
In the room, Li Chunhua, propped up by the bed, was relishing the aroma of the white rice porridge and the oiliness of the preserved meat. Her heart was brimming with joy.
Now she was more convinced than ever that her mother-in-law had specially added this fine food because she had given birth to a grandson.
The taste of this rice was really delicious!
Her mother was right. Only after giving birth to a son, can she stand up straight and talk in her mother-in-law's house.
Look, as soon as she gave birth to a son, the days of delicious food and drink returned!
With these thoughts, Li Chunhua could barely contain her smile, as if she saw the end of her hard days.
No matter what everyone else thought, everyone from the old Chen Family was highly satisfied with this meal.
