"Yes, Qingluan will definitely change his past shortcomings in the future." Whatever you say is what you say, anyway, we will be together for a long time in the future? She doesn't want to fall out with her mother-in-law.

"Come here and sit down. Don't think about those unhappy things in the past. Now that you have a child, you should be more happy in the future." Mrs. Pu said as she began to serve Qingluan the soup herself.

Qingluan quickly took the spoon from Mrs. Pu's hand, feeling a little irritated. Why was she doing this to him when she had nothing to do? To be attentive when you have nothing to do is to commit adultery or steal.

Then she is neither an adulterer nor a thief. What is she? She must be doing it for the child in her belly. Hey, child, child, it seems that mother really wants to thank you. This mother is not fake at all because her child is precious.

.I just don’t know what Mrs. Pu will do to me after giving birth to this child?

"Does it taste good?" Mrs. Pu asked quickly after Qingluan took a sip.

Qingluan nodded sheepishly. It actually tasted quite unpleasant, but she didn't want to say it. After all, Mrs. Pu made it herself.

"If it tastes good, drink more. I'll make soup for you every day from now on." Mrs. Pu has been looking forward to her grandson for many years. She finally found one person, but she didn't expect that Mu Qingluan, whom she hated the most, was pregnant.

It's really annoying.

Qingluan secretly showed a bitter look to Pu Yangzhuo on the side. The soup became worse and worse as she drank it. How could a normal person like her drink it? This was really not a good thing.

Puyang Zhuo understood what Qingluan meant at a glance. The soup his mother stewed must be terrible to drink, but Qingluan was lucky enough. He had never tasted the soup stewed by his mother before.

"Mother, you are too partial. You have never stewed soup for me. How about letting me try the soup stewed by mother?" Puyang Zhuo ignored Mrs. Pu's objection and picked up Qingluan's bowl to drink.

Got up.

Qingluan didn't expect that Puyang Zhuo would suddenly drink this unpleasant soup, so he couldn't help but stay away from him, for fear that he would vomit on her body.

When the soup went into his stomach, Puyang Zhuo's expression changed. This soup was really not that bad to drink. She had never tasted anything so bad. Did he doubt that it was for human consumption? Suddenly

I felt nauseated for a while.

Mrs. Pu seemed to notice Puyang Zhuo's expression changed drastically, and she felt very puzzled.

"Zhuo'er? What's wrong with you?" Mrs. Pu asked with a worried look.

Puyang Zhuo pointed to the soup on the table.

"Mother, did you really stew this? It tastes really bad." Puyang Zhuo said unceremoniously. He dared to say that this was the worst thing he had ever drunk.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem??" Mrs. Pu was a little unhappy. She looked at him as if her soup was tasteless. Didn't Qingluan just say it was delicious?

Mrs. Pu looked at Puyang Zhuo with suspicion, and then at Qingluan sitting beside her. She picked up the spoon and drank.

When the soup came into her mouth, her face turned ugly. How could it taste so bad? She didn't say anything and spit out the soup in her mouth.

"Qingluan, just now you..." Mrs. Pu really didn't know what to say. She said it was her first time making soup. This might be an insult to her virtuous and mature character, but it was also her first time to make such an unpleasant soup.

How about one drink?
Chapter completed!