"Meng'er, drink the mushroom soup." Chen Meng'er, who was in the midst of her confinement, had to eat healthy food. She had just given birth and had to feed her three children, so she needed to nourish her body properly.
During her confinement, Chen Meng'er's daily meals were prepared by a special dietitian.
Chen Meng'er's appetite after her pregnancy was not bad, but it could not withstand so much food. Today she was given mushroom soup again, but obviously, Chen Meng'er was not very interested.
"I don't want to eat." Chen Meng'er did not reach out to take the bowl in Yuwen Jing's hand and turned her head to the side.
"Be good. Please, eat just a little. This mushroom soup is quite nutritious." Yuwen Jing coaxed Chen Meng'er like he was coaxing a child.
"But I'm not hungry at all now, so I don't want to eat now." However, Chen Meng'er was not as easy to coax as a child.
