Chef Hua
Chapter 428: Episode 236 I’m So Happy

Chapter 428: Episode 236 I’m So Happy

Hua Xiaomai did indeed feel her body was warmer these past two days, but she hadn’t paid it much mind, simply thinking it might be due to the oppressive heat, or because she had stood under the sun for too long. Seeing his worry now, she couldn’t help but chuckle and say, "When have I had a fever? If I were truly ill, wouldn’t I know myself?"

"But you..." Meng Yuhuai still couldn’t set his mind at ease, and touched her forehead again, feeling it seemed normal, yet his brows remained furrowed, "You’re really alright?"

"Haven’t I already said I’m fine?" Hua Xiaomai giggled at him, "Don’t worry, if I truly were sick, I would definitely tell you immediately. Do you think I would easily pass up such a great chance to act spoiled and pout? Hmm, if you really care for me, maybe...you could massage my legs for me? They feel a bit weak and I can’t seem to muster any strength."

Instead of calming, his concerns intensified after she mentioned this, and he quickly got up, putting on his clothes.

"Your body feels hot and your legs are weak; you can’t go on like this." As he spoke, he walked out the door, "It’s too late to call a doctor tonight. I remember we have some honeysuckle at home. I’ll go ask mother where it’s kept and brew some for you to drink. It should be effective."

Before she could respond, he had already opened the door and left.

Unable to call him back, Hua Xiaomai could only sigh, but then she heard a rustling conversation outside. Shortly after, the door was pushed open again, and it was Meng’s mother striding in, heading straight for her bedside and cutting to the chase, "I’m asking you, have you had your monthly period this month?"

At that moment, Hua Xiaomai was just taking a sip of tea and before she could swallow, she sprayed it out, glancing at Meng Yuhuai who followed behind Meng’s mother, her eyes wide with shock, "Mother, can you keep your voice down? Does it have to be so blunt?"

"Don’t drink the tea." Meng’s mother snatched the cup from her hand, still wearing a stern face, and pointed at Meng Yuhuai, "There’re only three of us in this household, he is your man, sleeping on the same bed every night, what do you have to be embarrassed about? Hurry up, don’t beat around the bush, I’m asking you whether your period has come this month or not."

Hua Xiaomai pursed her lips and shook her head slightly, "Yes, it’s been delayed by a few days. I’m aware of it, but my cycle isn’t very regular to begin with, it’s common for it to be delayed by three to five days, sometimes even by ten days to half a month..."

"Enough, shut your mouth." Meng’s mother’s expression darkened, glaring at her fiercely, "Such a major matter, and you don’t breathe a word of it. You’re too thoughtless! At your age, you should know better, what’s filling your head, cotton wool?"

Her heart skipped a beat as Hua Xiaomai said, "Mother, you mean to say..." and turned to see Meng Yuhuai’s face changing color too.

Without answering, Meng’s mother glanced meaningfully at her stomach.

Although nothing was said aloud, Hua Xiaomai understood the implication of the look and felt stunned, hardly having the time to consider her current emotions, and stammered, "But... I haven’t felt like vomiting, nor are there any specific discomforts. How could it be?"

"What’s wrong with you, who told you you’d definitely feel like vomiting?" Meng’s mother rolled her eyes at her, "Besides, you are probably still in the early stages and far from experiencing any reactions. Remember when I was pregnant with Yuhuai, I didn’t start feeling sick until four or five months in. Are you in such a rush?"

Hua Xiaomai genuinely didn’t know what to say at this point.

She was very aware that this day would come sooner or later, and she didn’t feel averse to it in her heart, but... with such a message suddenly thrust upon her, what response was she supposed to have?

Turning to look at Meng Yuhuai, even his usually composed and steady self presently seemed flustered and comical. Unable to hold back, she burst into laughter.

"...I think you’re the one who’s sick." Meng’s mother scolded her irritably and turning to her son, said gravely, "It’s only my speculation, it might not be accurate. You should still take her to see a doctor— and not just any local doctor. The Doctor Xing from the Baosheng Medical Hall in the county, who your second sister visited, wasn’t he said to be excellent? You should go with Yuhuai tomorrow. It’s better to have an early understanding and avoid getting hopes up for no reason. Honeysuckle is cooling in nature; you shouldn’t have it for now, even if you feel a bit feverish, just bear with it."

After speaking, she turned around and left, heading back to her own room to rest.

Then, the room was left with only Hua Xiaomai and Meng Yuhuai, one sitting at the bedside, the other standing on the floor, exchanging glances and somehow feeling a bit awkward.

Meng Yuhuai’s hands by his side clenched into fists, and it seemed he was quite nervous, with his brow unwittingly furrowing again. After a long moment, he smiled and said, "It’s late, let’s get some rest."