Jiang Cheng strangely liked the smell of gasoline.
But she was rational enough to know it’s not good to smell too much, so she restrained herself to sniff just once.
Shen Que was truly helpless and powerless because he couldn’t compete with tearful Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng cradled her slightly protruding belly, and the moment she pursed her lips, Shen Que surrendered.
Every time Grandma Shen saw this, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes, knowing she couldn’t rely on this foolish guy.
Four months later, Jiang Cheng’s belly began to swell.
She transitioned from liking the smell of gasoline to craving jianbing guozi from a small street stall.
Every morning, Jiang Cheng would get up early to wait at the corner for the small cart selling jianbing guozi.
She not only loved to eat it but also enjoyed watching the process of how it was made.
The smokiness rising from making jianbing made her feel particularly satisfied.
Seeing Jiang Cheng’s fondness, Grandma Shen specially learned how to make them and tried cooking at home for Jiang Cheng, but she couldn’t eat them.
In the end, Shen Que secretly found the street vendor selling jianbing guozi, invested in upgrading his equipment, and prepared the finest materials just to make Jiang Cheng eat safely and healthily.
Since then, the vendor started daily clock-ins, rain or shine, and couldn’t be late.
When Jiang Cheng was five months pregnant, her appetite increased significantly.
She liked almost everything except seafood and became noticeably rounder.
Li Chunxiang brought tofu made by her mom for Jiang Cheng, just because Jiang Cheng mentioned craving Aunt Li’s tofu yesterday.
Li Chunxiang went home and talked about it, Aunt Li got up at two in the morning to make tofu, very diligently.
In Aunt Li’s heart, the Li family’s good days were all thanks to Jiang Cheng’s support.
Plus, Gao Zhonghua was cured, letting Aunt Li put down a burden that she felt relieved about, no longer worrying about her daughter becoming a widow someday, she was vibrant and full of energy.
In the courtyard, Li Chunxiang carried the tofu in, greeted Grandma Shen, and went to find Jiang Cheng.
Li Chunxiang saw Jiang Cheng munching on a big apple while reading a book.
"Common enemy vs. divided enemy, light vs. hidden hostility, attacking a strong united enemy vs. disassembling the enemy piece by piece..."
Jiang Cheng stopped halfway, saw Li Chunxiang, and invited her in to sit.
Li Chunxiang stepped in and chuckled, saying, "You’re having the kid learn the Thirty-Six Stratagems ahead of time?"
"Prenatal education."
"Who does prenatal education like this?"
Jiang Cheng unconvincingly said, "My family! It’s perfectly normal."
Li Chunxiang nodded thoughtfully, "True, with a mother like you."
The two sat down chatting, and during the conversation, Li Chunxiang brought up something.
"We’re having a class reunion, are you going? I think the person who delivered the invitation wanted me to tell you, you’re who they really want to invite."
Jiang Cheng munching on her apple asked, "Which class reunion?"
"University, when did we ever go to school together?"
Jiang Cheng was even more puzzled.
"We weren’t even in the same class during university, how could a class reunion be held together?"
"You don’t get it, their ambition is big, it’s a Beijing University alumni reunion."
Jiang Cheng was a bit stunned.
"Alumni reunion? Ambitious, indeed."
"Absolutely. No one from our graduating class is doing poorly."
Talking about this, Li Chunxiang chattered a bit more, "Alumni reunion feels alright, though. You wouldn’t believe I also received an invitation for an elementary school class reunion."
Jiang Cheng understood immediately, they extended it because they knew Li Chunxiang was doing well.
Li Chunxiang sighed, "It’s either to show off or network."



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