Speaking of her postpartum confinement, Susu just felt scared, she just had to think about it and her whole body would itch uncontrollably.
Those one and a half months of confinement were so intense that, for the next couple of years, she'd feel nauseous at the sight of chicken soup and pig trotter soup.
Not for anything else, but because during confinement she pretty much alternated between chicken soup and pig trotter soup every day, and she was forced to drink it all.
Mrs. Lu also sighed, time really flies, in the blink of an eye the triplets could run and jump already, and the old man had retired.
Father Lu secretly loosened the belt of his trousers, as he had accidentally eaten too much that evening.
"You old man, you've loosened your belt and you're still eating. Look at that big belly of yours, take a walk after dinner before you sleep."
Mrs. Lu sharp-eyedly caught her husband's little action and rolled her eyes in annoyance.
Father Lu, "..."
