In the evening, Ai Weixi prepared a table full of mountain and sea delicacies just to celebrate that both of her daughters-in-law were pregnant at the same time. It was a joyous occasion that surely called for a celebration.
At the dining table.
Ai Weixi kept serving Rong Shengsheng and Zhu Peipei dishes, "Eat a bit more, you're pregnant now, and you must replenish your nutrition so the children will grow up healthy."
Perhaps due to her pregnancy, Zhu Peipei had no appetite for meat at all; in fact, it made her want to vomit, and she couldn't eat a single bite. Annoyed, she frowned, "I don't want it!"
Ai Weixi laughed awkwardly and retracted the meat, "Then I'll eat it. Let's not waste it."
Rong Shengsheng, on the other hand, said nothing and began eating slowly, bite by bite.
At the dining table, the atmosphere sank into a lull again.
