Seeing that yunwan drank a small bowl of black chicken soup, she made a hen soup and handed it to yunwan.
Yun Wan really didn't like soup, but she couldn't refuse Zhou Ya's enthusiasm.
So she pursed her lips and smiled to say thanks. Then she took up the soup bowl and drank.
After drinking two bowls of tonic soup in a row, yunwan felt a little tired.
Zhou Ya no longer served her soup, but mixed vegetables for Yun Wan.
After a while, a small mountain was piled up in the butterfly.
Yun Wan looked at the dishes and was unable to laugh or cry.
"Madam... I don't eat that much. I can't finish it."
"You look thin, with thin arms and legs. As a girl, you have to eat something good to make up for it." Zhou Ya was distressed and urged Yun Wan: "eat quickly. Don't be polite to me."
I can't imagine how such a thin body can stand the toss of her son.
And a toss, but also toss for so long.
She can't think about that. When she thinks about that, she feels distressed and guilty.
As everyone knows, yunwan has long been full of Yang Qi. Her body is now very energetic.
She just drank two bowls of soup and ate a lot of dishes. She really can't stand it.
But ten minutes later, she couldn't help burping.
But Zhou Ya frowned slightly, "how much do you eat now? You're full now?"
Yun Wan smiled awkwardly: "there are a lot of things. Two bowls of soup, half a bowl of rice and a lot of dishes."
"How can you... You girls should never think about losing weight every day. If you want me to say, it's better to eat a little fat..." before Zhou Ya finished her words, she put them in her heart and thought happily.
As long as you eat fat, you will be able to feed your children in the future!
At the thought that her fat grandson would come out of yunwan's stomach in the future, she was very happy.