We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Chapter 428 Why are you so hostile to it?

Qingming month is indeed the season for mugwort.

Wen Zhixia thought about it, but she usually didn’t like to eat foods like green rice balls.

Besides, mugwort is not a very common food ingredient.

"It can't be chicken soup..."

Wen Zhixia suddenly remembered that there was a medicinal smell in the chicken soup that Song Ailing gave her last night.

"What kind of chicken soup?" Fu Ruoshi asked, "Did you make it yourself?"

Wen Zhixia shook her head. "Your mother brought it to me yesterday. I took a couple of sips, but then something delayed me, so I didn't finish it. It's still on my desk. Can you bring it here so I can see it?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Ruoshi immediately went to the office to get the thermos.

Wen Zhixia smelled it and handed it to Director Wu.

"That's the taste." Director Wu sighed, "You can't eat anything carelessly during pregnancy. You must pay attention to this."

Fu Ruoshi was furious when he heard this.

I have been told again and again not to interfere in the private lives of the couple.

Why are they still messing around?

"I'll ask her." Fu Ruoshi's face was filled with rage. He was about to make a phone call, but Director Wu, seeing the situation was not good, hurriedly tried to smooth things over. "It's almost ten o'clock now. Mr. Song may not know either. A harmonious family brings prosperity."

Since there were outsiders around, Fu Ruoshi couldn't get angry.

But the next afternoon, he took Wen Zhixia directly back to the old house in the suburbs to settle the accounts.

The family meeting arranged by the second uncle was also held today, but Fu Ruoshi knew very well that he was not here to attend the meeting, but to make a statement.

As the heavy wooden door was pushed open, the whole family who were chatting and laughing were startled.

"Ruoshi, are you polite?" Grandma frowned and criticized, "Who told you to be so rude?"

"He wants to be a hero in front of his wife," said the second uncle, sipping his tea. "Men are all the same."

Fu Ruoshi didn't argue with them.

He pulled Wen Zhixia to sit in the main seat next to his second uncle and asked, "Whose idea was it to make the mugwort chicken soup?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around fell silent.

Song Ailing paused while playing mahjong.

"What's wrong?" She turned to ask Fu Ruoshi, "Is there something wrong with the soup?"

Fu Ruoshi glanced at her but didn't respond. Instead, he looked at the people sitting there and said, "Whose idea was it to make this mugwort chicken soup? Who wants to give it to my wife?"

Last night, while Wen Zhixia was asleep, he asked around among the younger generations of the Fu family.

Finally, he learned from Fu Yuehan that after the women of the Fu family became pregnant, a special Chinese medicine doctor would prescribe medicine for them to nourish their bodies, and one of the prescriptions contained mugwort.

It is said to dispel cold and detoxify, but there is also a superstitious belief that drinking this recipe can help you give birth to a boy.

After hearing this, Fu Ruoshi became so angry and furious that he started to boil in the middle of the night.

Using his wife's belly as a test field?

It's simply trampling on his bottom line!

Therefore, even if Wen Zhixia was not allergic, he would never allow his family to do whatever they wanted.

"Zhixia, are you saying there's something wrong with this chicken soup?" Li Yurong put down the snack in her hand. "I prepared it. What's wrong with it? Did you feel uncomfortable after drinking it?"

Wen Zhixia nodded, "I'm allergic to mugwort, and I'm slightly poisoned."

"ah??!!"

There was an uproar.

Grandma immediately asked nervously, "Are you okay, my girl? How did you get poisoned?"

Fu Ruoshi threw his cell phone onto the table. If it weren't for the Fu family's family rules and his basic respect for his elders, he would have overturned the table by now.

"If she had something to say, would I still be sitting at the table talking to you?" He looked at everyone present coldly, "Who told you to take the liberty of sending her food?"

"Ruoshi, are you interrogating us?!" The second uncle slammed the table. "What do you mean by acting on your own initiative? Yurong means well. When her daughter-in-law was pregnant, she drank the soup she made! She drank it until she gave birth! And she gave birth to a big fat boy! How could she harm you?!"

Wen Zhixia said, "Second Uncle, we don't care whether the baby is a boy or a girl. Besides, Chinese medicine also depends on the body constitution. The medicine is prescribed by taking the pulse. The prescription cannot be universal."

"I'm talking to Ruoshi," Second Uncle glanced at Wen Zhixia, "You're from a different family, don't interrupt."

The idea that women cannot sit at the table is deeply rooted in the eyes of the older generation like my second uncle.

"Oh, a different surname, right?" Fu Ruoshi smiled faintly, "Grandma, Mom, aunt, I will change my surname to Wen in a while. Let's leave the table together and let my second uncle sit at a table by himself."

Bai Lan lowered his head and laughed silently.

Song Ailing and Li Yurong pretended to play with their cell phones.

"You...you..."

Second Uncle was suddenly speechless.

A few years ago, when Fu Sixian was still alive, my second uncle had little say.

Now that his eldest brother had passed away, he finally occupied a place in the family. According to seniority, he was also the head of the family and wanted to control something.

Even if he points fingers at the younger generation, it can reflect his status.

Unexpectedly, times have changed and the Fu family no longer ranks people according to seniority.

Now, whoever has more money and more resources has the right to speak.

It would have been fine if Fu Ruoshi didn't fall for it, but now, this frail young wife ignored him!

"I came back today just to say something," Fu Ruoshi continued, "From now on, until Wen Zhixia's delivery is over, if any of you try to get into her belly and harm her body, I will expel that person from the Fu family."

"Fu Ruoshi, what are you talking about!" Second Uncle heard this and slammed his hand on the table. "Do you think you've grown wings? Do you think you have this power? Don't you have the surname Fu? Do you want to remove me as well?"

Fu Ruoshi didn't respond. "Also, Wen Zhixia and I will choose the child's name. Please don't interfere. Even if you do, we won't adopt it. That's it. Let's adjourn."

After saying this, without waiting for anyone at the table to respond, he simply pulled Wen Zhixia and left the old house.

"It's a rebellion, it's against the heavens!"

Second Uncle was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "Ailing, look at what I said. When Ruoshi wanted to marry that little girl, I opposed it. Didn't you oppose it too? Why are you wavering now? Didn't you just watch Ruoshi get bewitched by that little liar?"

Song Ailing could tell that he was blaming her for not supporting him, so she said, "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. There's no point in us objecting. With Ruoshi's temper, no one in this family can control him except that little girl. I have to give in to her whenever I see her."

"So according to you, a family as big as ours like the Fu family still has to obey the orders of this little girl?"

Bai Lan couldn't bear to listen any longer, "You're already this old, can you walk if I tell you to?"

My second uncle didn't have much education, and in terms of eloquence, he couldn't compare to Bai Lan, who came from a scholarly family.

He choked for a long time, and finally said, "Anyway, the child's surname is Fu, and he's still from our Fu family!"

Here, Wen Zhixia and Fu Ruoshi got in the car and set off on the road back to the city.

"The nutritionist we hired for you will be here tonight." Fu Ruoshi said to Wen Zhixia in the car, "She will be responsible for your diet for the next few months. If you have any questions, just ask her."

Wen Zhixia saw that his face was still not good and knew that he was still angry about her drinking the herbal medicine.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." She agreed with him, "But I must say that for me, it makes no difference whether I have a boy or a girl. I won't check the gender, and I only plan to have one."

"I just hope this little bastard can be more sensible," Fu Ruoshi comforted her, "so that you can spend these few months in peace. After all, you are the one who carried out the crime of pregnancy and childbirth, and I can't bear it for you..."

He changed the subject, "But, once it's born, hum~"

Wen Zhixia saw that he was smiling but had a dagger hidden in his heart, so she quickly covered her stomach and asked, "Fu Ruoshi, why are you so hostile to it?"