The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 749 Shen Xuemei goes to see Zhang Wenwen

the next day.

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight sprinkled into the courtyard as gently as a veil, and Shen Xuemei was already busy in the kitchen.

She got up early in the morning and bought an old hen from the market.

Wear an apron.

Prepare chicken soup for Zhang Wenwen.

I'll go to the hospital and bring it to Zhang Wenwen later.

After cleaning the chicken, prepare the ingredients.

The spices in the cabinet were neatly arranged. She reached out and took out nourishing ingredients such as codonopsis, wolfberry, and red dates. These were all carefully selected by her, each of which was filled with love for her daughter. She washed these ingredients one by one, put them into the casserole, and stewed them with the chicken.

The stove was turned on, and the blue flames licked the bottom of the pot happily. Shen Xuemei stayed by the casserole, stirring it from time to time with a spoon. As she watched the water in the pot gradually boil, her thoughts drifted to her daughter's room.

Wenwen had just experienced the pain of childbirth and was still very weak. She felt very distressed and just hoped that this bowl of chicken soup could help Wenwen recover as soon as possible.

As time went by, the aroma of chicken soup gradually filled the kitchen. The aroma was mellow and rich, as if carrying a mother's warmth and care, and it penetrated into one's nose.

Shen Xuemei looked at the golden and translucent chicken soup in the pot, and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

At this time, Zhang Yan came out.

"Mom, what smells so good? I was woken up by the smell."

Shen Xuemei smiled and said, "I made chicken soup for your sister."

"Why are you making chicken soup for my sister so early in the morning?"

"Your sister gave birth. A boy."

Zhang Yan was a little confused when he heard the news, "My sister gave birth?"

"Yes, after I finish making the chicken soup, I will go to see your sister." Shen Xuemei said happily.

"My sister gave birth so soon?"

"Yes, you will be my uncle."

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "That's great. I will definitely prepare a gift for my nephew."

"Okay. Hurry up and pack up so you don't get late for work."

"Okay, Mom, please say hello to my sister for me."

"understood."

Zhang Yan walked away.

Shen Xuemei carefully poured chicken broth into a thermos. Every drop carried her care, every pour brimming with love. After closing the lid, she gently patted it, as if soothing a sleeping child.

Then she returned to the house, picked out a clean coat from the closet, put it on carefully, and combed her hair in front of the mirror. Although time had carved deep and shallow wrinkles on her face, at this moment, her eyes sparkled with a girlish expectation.

She picked up the thermos on the table and held it tightly in her arms. The warmth passed through her palms and warmed her heart.

She left the house and hurried towards the bus stop. Along the way, her eyes kept falling on the thermos in her hand, as if it contained the most precious thing in the world.

The bus arrived, and she joined the crowd and found a window seat. The scenery outside the window flashed by like a slideshow, but she had no time to appreciate it. Her mind was focused on Zhang Wenwen, who had just given birth in the hospital.

Finally arriving at the hospital, Shen Xuemei almost ran to the ward. Gently pushing open the door, she saw her daughter lying on the bed.

At this time, Shen Qing said, "Aunt, you are here."

"Yeah. Thank you for your hard work, Qingqing."

"It's fine."

Then Shen Xuemei looked at Zhang Wenwen lying on the hospital bed.

Zhang Wenwen's face was a little pale, but her eyes showed the joy of becoming a new mother.

Xuemei quickly walked to the bedside, put the thermos on the table, held her daughter's hand lovingly, and said softly, "Daughter, Mom made chicken soup for you, come and try it."

She opened the thermos, and the rich aroma instantly filled the entire ward. She carefully filled a bowl of chicken soup, blew on it gently, and then handed it to her daughter.

Zhang Wenwen looked at her mother, tears in her eyes, and took a sip. The warm soup flowed down her throat like a warm current, instantly dispelling her physical fatigue and postpartum discomfort.

"Mom, this soup is so delicious." Zhang Wenwen said softly, her voice full of happiness.

Shen Xuemei looked at Zhang Wenwen and a gratified smile appeared on her face, like the warm sun in winter, warm and bright. "If it tastes good, drink more and keep your body strong."

She said softly, her eyes full of love.

"By the way, your brother also asked me to let him say hello to you."

"Mom, go back and tell Xiaoyan not to worry about me. I'm fine."

"Okay, tell him when we get home."

The sunlight poured into the ward through the window. Shen Xuemei sat beside Zhang Wenwen's bed, watching her daughter drink chicken soup while chattering about trivial matters at home.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the ward was filled with strong family affection, just like that bowl of warm chicken soup, which filled people's hearts with happiness and satisfaction.

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After Shen Xuemei fed Zhang Wenwen chicken soup, she walked to the side and leaned over to look at the child in the stroller.

"This baby is so beautiful, just like you when you were a child."

"Uh-huh."

At this time Liu Xiaopeng walked in.

Seeing Shen Xuemei said, "Mom, you're here."

"Yeah, you've worked hard taking care of Wenwen here."

"Mom, Wenwen is my old lady. It's not my responsibility to take care of him."

"You can go back and rest today. I will take care of Wenwen."

"Mom, you are old, how can I ask you to take care of me?" Liu Xiaopeng said.

"It's fine."

Zhang Wenwen also spoke up, "Mom, you should go back. I don't need your care. I recovered quickly from a normal birth, and there's no major problem now. I just need to rest a little longer."

"That won't work either. You think it's okay. You don't know that giving birth is a big deal. You must get enough rest during the confinement period, otherwise you will have problems when you are old." Shen Xuemei said.

"Mom, the older generation still has this kind of thinking nowadays," said Zhang Wenwen.

"Don't disbelieve me, you'll understand when you get older, so you must take good care of yourself during this confinement period."

"I know, Mom. I will definitely do it well. Xiaopeng hired a confinement nanny for me. They are all professionals and will definitely take good care of me and the baby."

"A confinement nanny? Why spend that money? Besides, I don't trust others to take care of you, so I'll take care of you."

"Mom, today's confinement nannies are all professionally trained. They can take better care of me than you can. You don't have to worry about me."

"Okay, okay. Then you must remember to take good care of your health."

"I've remembered it."

Shen Xuemei looked at Liu Xiaopeng again, "You must take good care of Wenwen. During the confinement period, you must not eat or touch cold food. Don't walk around too often. Make sure to keep warm."

"Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of Wenwen. I will never let him catch a cold." Liu Xiaopeng said.

"Okay." Then I feel relieved.