As soon as Ji Chengze approached the bathroom, he heard heart-piercing vomiting inside. An Ruixin stood in front of the bathroom mirror, arching her waist slightly, retching constantly.

   Ji Chengze's heart tightened, and he used to embrace An Ruixin's waist, patted her back and asked, "Is it uncomfortable? Let's go to the hospital."

  An Ruixin shook her head, leaned back into Ji Chengze’s arms, and said dumbly, “I’m fine, I don’t need to go to the hospital.”

  Mother Ji and others also rushed over at this time, looking at An Ruixin’s pale face, startled, and a little distressed: "Xinxin, is this sickness?"

   "Mom, I'm sorry, you specially made Aunt Li stew the chicken soup..."

   "It's not good for mom, forgot that you may not be able to touch the greasy things now." Mama Ji said that she hurriedly asked people to remove all the greasy things on the table.

  An Ruixin hurriedly said: "Mom, don't bother, I just pick some light ones to eat upstairs, you don't have to worry about me?"

   "It's okay. There are so many dishes on the table. Just withdraw a few dishes and everyone has enough to eat, and there are so many dishes that were cooked specifically to catch the wind. How can you go upstairs to eat?"

  Mama Ji immediately got the support of many people as soon as she said this, An Ruixin was moved and helpless.

When   returned to the side of the dinner table, all the greasy dishes on the table had been removed, and An Ruixin's situation was finally better.

  An Ruixin breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little lingering at the thought of the nausea just now.

  However, she soon realized that she was too early to feel relieved.

  After confirming that An Ruixin did not reject the things on the table, the people at the table began to scramble to pick up dishes for her.

   "Rui Xin, I specially asked the kitchen to stew this fish head tofu soup for you. It is not fishy at all. You can taste it." This is the enthusiastic mother Ji.

   "This fried lettuce is not bad." This is Dad Ji with a serious face.

   "This mushroom mountain vegetable is very tonic, Rui Xin eat more." This is Grandpa Ji who smiles like a Maitreya Buddha.

   "Sister-in-law, this quail porridge is good for brain, eat more, my little nephew will be smart in the future." When Ji Chengyi saw everyone picking food for An Ruixin, he did not want to be left behind, and joined the fun together.

  An Ruixin looked at the food piled up in the bowl in the shape of a hill, and suddenly remembered the same situation when she stayed at Ji's house for the first time.

  Ji Chengze originally wanted to add vegetables to An Ruixin, but before he could do anything, the vegetables in An Ruixin's bowl were already piled as high as a hill.

  Ji Chengze frowned, and the chopsticks stretched out silently took it back: "Mom, Rui Xin can't eat so much."

   "Of course she couldn't eat so much before, but she is not alone anymore, so she can eat more."

  Ji Chengze wanted to say again, An Ruixin had already stretched out his hand to pull him, after all, it was the heart of the elders, and she didn't want to discourage them.

  Ji Chengze frowned, but finally did not say anything. Instead, he approached An Ruixin and said in a low voice: "If you can't eat it, don't force it, I'll help you eat it."

  An Ruixin's eyes lit up, thinking that she had found a rescuer, she nodded and said, "Yes."

  However, An Ruixin soon realized how naive she was. She and Ji Chengze worked hard to eat, and the other people tried to serve them with food, until the last two of them supported them.

After finally finishing the meal, the two helped each other to go upstairs, but they heard Mother Ji shout again: "Wait, I also asked the kitchen to prepare snacks and fruits after the meal. You can go upstairs after eating. ."

  An Ruixin: "!!!"

  Ji Chengze: "..."

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