In the dining room, Mi Xiaotao looked at the table full of breakfast and pouted, saying, "Brother Lu, didn't you prepare too much breakfast?"
Every day's breakfast is laid out like a grand feast, filling the entire table. How could she finish it all? It's too wasteful!
"Not too much! Breakfast should be enjoyed!"
Lu Shaoqing smiled and placed the millet porridge in front of Mi Xiaotao, saying, "You still sometimes have morning sickness. Just avoid what you don't like and eat what you do!"
Mi Xiaotao's morning sickness hasn't gone away yet. Every day, seeing her suffer from it, Lu Shaoqing feels very sympathetic, wishing he could endure it for her.
He's gone through many pregnancy guides and consulted obstetricians, all saying morning sickness typically eases after forty days, or may stop altogether. But some might still vomit until the day of delivery.
He hopes Mi Xiaotao's morning sickness will cease after forty days, so she can be at ease, and he won't feel so distressed.
