Looking at the layer of grease floating on the soup, Luo Xiaoqiong's stomach churned. She wanted to refuse, but since her mother-in-law had spent half the afternoon making it, she felt embarrassed to decline. Drinking it...was a real dilemma!
Gathering her strength, she picked up the spoon, skimmed the layer of oil, and took a sip. After a few repetitions, the soup in the bowl became thick and murky.
"Mom..." She looked pitifully at Li Aiyuan, Luo Xiaoqiong smiled ingratiatingly, "I'm full, I really can't drink anymore."
"Xiaoqiong, the top part is where the nutrition is, you must drink it, or else you won't have the strength when it's time to give birth." Li Aiyuan pushed the bowl back in front of her, "Be good, finish it clean, I've been stewing this for over three hours, all the nutrition is here."
