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That night, the lights in the Chu family's luxurious villa were bright.

Chu Yiren had severe morning sickness and had barely eaten a grain of rice for dinner. At this moment, she was curled up on the leather sofa in the living room on the first floor of the villa.

She had a facial mask on her face and was boredly flipping through the writer interview with Lin Lang in the "丄海文学" magazine, but her eyes drifted to the watch on her wrist from time to time. The hour hand had steadily passed 21 o'clock, and the numbers on the dial glowed coldly under the light.

"Humph, it's already past nine o'clock in the evening, and Lin Lang still hasn't returned to the Chu residence. I want to see what excuses he can come up with tonight. He can use work and social engagements as a cover to flirt with other girls outside."

As soon as he finished speaking, the maid's respectful greeting suddenly came from the entrance: "Son-in-law is back."

Chu Yiren glanced sideways when she heard the voice, and saw Lin Lang pushing the door open and entering, holding a greasy paper bag in his hand. The unique cumin aroma of grilled skewers mixed with the smell of fireworks instantly filled the air.

"Honey, you're very self-conscious when you go home tonight." Chu Yiren took off the mask on her face, stood up with a smile and walked towards Lin Lang.

Lin Lang smiled gently and said, "Wife, look what delicious food I brought back for you."

As Chu Yiren got closer to the paper bag in Lin Lang's hand, the strong smell of cumin mixed with oil smoke suddenly penetrated into her nose, and her stomach instantly churned.

Her face suddenly changed, and she subconsciously covered her mouth and took a half step back. She frowned and stroked her chest lightly, with a sour feeling in her throat.

Seeing this, Lin Lang immediately put the barbecue bag on the entrance cabinet, held Chu Yiren's waist and asked anxiously: "Wife, what's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

The maid at the side hurried forward and whispered: "Sir, the young lady had severe morning sickness today and couldn't stand the smell of cooking fumes. She only drank half a bowl of rice soup for dinner."

Lin Lang's eyes darkened, and without waiting for Chu Yiren to speak, he quickly took out the silver needles from his personal space. With his swift fingertips, three silver needles were accurately placed near the Neiguan, Zusanli and Zhongwan points on her wrist.

He pressed the acupuncture points lightly with his fingertips to find the correct texture, and inserted the needle quickly and steadily. When the silver needle entered the skin, Chu Yiren only felt a slight numbness, without any stinging pain at all.

"Husband, what are you doing?" Chu Yiren opened her eyes wide in surprise. She looked at Lin Lang concentrating on giving acupuncture and even forgot about the discomfort of morning sickness for a while.

While inserting the needles, Lin Lang said softly, "Neiguan stops vomiting, Zusanli harmonizes the stomach, and Zhongwan regulates qi." He moved his fingertips slightly, and the silver needles vibrated gently on the acupuncture points. "After I help you relieve morning sickness with acupuncture, you will be able to eat."

Before she finished her words, Chu Yiren felt that the nausea in her chest had actually receded like a tide, and the burning pain in her stomach also eased a lot.

She took a tentative deep breath and did not feel nauseous anymore. She looked at Lin Lang in surprise and exclaimed, "Hubby, you are amazing. I feel like... I feel much better!"

Lin Lang touched Chu Yiren's pretty face and said distressedly: "Wife, pregnancy is very hard. How can you not eat dinner? I bought some barbecue and we can eat together."

The maid standing by reminded him, "Sir, the young lady never eats this kind of food from street stalls."

After hearing this, Lin Lang looked at Chu Yiren with an exaggerated expression and asked, "Wife, you are not the daughter of a wealthy family, and you have never eaten at a roadside stall since you were a child, right?"

Chu Yiren thought about it thoughtfully, and then replied: "Yes, my father doesn't allow me to eat food from street vendors. Since I was a child, the chef of the Chu family has always made whatever I want to eat. I don't think I have ever eaten food from street vendors."

Lin Lang smiled and said, "Wife, your princess-like life is too out of touch with reality. The chef of Chu's residence can't make delicious dishes with the flavor of street food."

"Come, try these Northeastern-style grilled skewers. They are delicious and I guarantee they can satisfy the cravings of a newly pregnant woman like you." Lin Lang took out a skewer of grilled lamb from the grill bag and handed it to Chu Yiren without saying anything.

Chu Yiren took the grilled lamb skewers and smelled them. They seemed to be very fragrant, but she said with some disdain: "Husband, are you sure I won't get a stomachache if I eat street food?"

"Honey, just eat with peace of mind. I often ate at this roadside stall when I was in high school. Their grilled gluten and grilled sausages are my favorites."

Chu Yiren said with some concern: "But husband, will it be bad for the fetus if a pregnant woman eats barbecue?"

"It's okay to eat once in a while, just eat it." Lin Lang took out a skewer of grilled squid and started eating it with relish.

Seeing that Lin Lang was eating with great relish, Chu Yiren took a tentative bite of the grilled lamb kebab as she had barely eaten anything at night due to morning sickness.

After chewing gently for a few bites, Chu Yiren's eyes lit up, as if she had discovered a new world.

The oil melted on the tip of her tongue, mixed with the aroma of cumin and chili powder. This earthy taste unexpectedly fit her empty stomach.

Chu Yiren couldn't help but take another bite, and sighed vaguely: "Wow... So this is what the skewers at the roadside stalls taste like! It's even more delicious than the exquisite dishes made by the chef of the Chu family!"

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Seeing this, Lin Lang chuckled, pulled Chu Yiren to sit on the sofa, and quickly took out the grilled chicken wings from the bag: "Try this, it's coated with secret sauce, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside."

The maid at the side looked at Chu Yiren, who was always picky about food, and ate the grilled chicken wings from the roadside stall with gusto, with some oil stains on the corners of her mouth. She whispered to remind him, "Son-in-law, the kitchen is still warming up the bird's nest porridge for the eldest lady, otherwise..."

"Oh, no need!" Chu Yiren waved her hand quickly, and grabbed a string of roasted enoki mushrooms and ate happily, "This is much better than bird's nest porridge! Husband, why didn't you take me to eat these earlier?"

Lin Lang raised his eyebrows and wiped the sauce off the corner of her mouth: "Who made my Miss Chu a delicate flower in a greenhouse since she was a child."

"I'm not as delicate as you say. I just grew up in an environment where I couldn't come into contact with street vendors."

While eating the grilled eel, Lin Lang said with a smile: "Wife, do you need to be so elegant when eating grilled skewers? It tastes better when you eat them in big mouthfuls."

Chu Yiren imitated Lin Lang's eating style and ate the grilled lamb skewers in big mouthfuls, nodding vaguely, "It's delicious, I'm almost dizzy from the fragrance!"

Lin Lang said lovingly: "If it tastes good, eat more. It's rare that you have such a good appetite today."

Chu Yiren looked at the silver needle on the Neiguan acupoint on the palm side of her wrist and smiled sweetly, "It's all thanks to you, my husband, who gave me acupuncture to relieve my morning sickness, that I can eat so happily."

The maid stood aside, watching the chaebol couple smiling at each other while eating grilled skewers from a roadside stall. Even the smell of cumin in the air filled the Chu residence with a rare touch of homely warmth.

After Lin Lang and Chu Yiren finished eating the skewers, he looked at the time on his watch and said, "Wife, it's almost time to get the needle."

"Okay." Chu Yiren sat down obediently and didn't move.

Lin Lang twisted his fingertips lightly and first removed the silver needle from Chu Yiren's Neiguan acupoint, his movements as gentle and steady as brushing away a feather. Then he removed the Zusanli and Zhongwan acupoints, the silver needle barely causing a tremor when it left the acupoints.

Chu Yiren rubbed her sore acupuncture points and chuckled: "It's great to have a treasure husband who knows a little bit about everything."

Lin Lang kissed Chu Yiren on the forehead and said gently, "Wife, let me take a walk with you to help you digest the food."

"Okay." Chu Yiren stood up from the sofa, held Lin Lang's fingers intimately, and slowly walked towards the back garden of the Chu residence.

The early autumn evening breeze wrapped in the fragrance of osmanthus slipped into the back garden of the Chu residence, causing the leaves on the vine trellis to tremble slightly.

The street lights in the back garden of the Chu residence stretched the overlapping shadows of the two people very long.

Lin Lang deliberately slowed down his pace, letting Chu Yiren's fingertips hook around his palm and swing around. When the cool breeze blew through her hair, the wind that blew past Chu Yiren was fragrant.

"Honey, after I became pregnant, I felt that the frog croaking in the artificial lake in the back garden of the Chu residence became lovely." Chu Yiren tilted her ear and looked towards the pond.

The water lilies floating on the water were kneaded into tiny ripples by the wind, and the dull croaking of frogs could be heard from the cracks in the distant rockery, startling the nightingale perched on the weeping willow and causing it to flutter into flight.

"It's cold at night, honey, please put on my coat." Lin Lang took off his suit jacket and put it on Chu Yiren's shoulders, then pulled her towards him.

"Honey, it feels so good to have you accompany me for a walk after dinner." Chu Yiren held Lin Lang's arm, and her high heels made a light sound as she walked on the cobblestone road.

When they reached the Moon Cave Gate, Lin Lang suddenly stopped, pointed at the archway covered with osmanthus flowers and laughed: "Look, the moonlight casts the shadows of the flowers on your skirt, so beautiful!"

Chu Yiren smiled charmingly and sweetly: "Hubby, you said something nice to make me happy again."

Lin Lang gently stroked Chu Yiren's belly and said with a smile: "You are the mother of my child. If I don't make you happy, who can I make happy?"

Chu Yiren smiled sweetly and said reflexively, "Husband, have you heard the rumor about the soul-sucking green snake in Meilan Lake, Haihai?"

As a time traveler from Yihai, Lin Lang had naturally heard of the legend of the Meilan Lake Green Snake that bewitched souls, one of the ten major supernatural events in Yihai.

"Wife, I also heard that after the construction of Lake Meilan, it attracted many tourists because of its beautiful scenery, but a series of bizarre suicides occurred. It has been spreading quite strangely recently."

"It seems that it is a big green snake that protects the land. Because a worker died while driving an excavator, his soul was full of resentment and possessed the tourists to commit suicide by jumping into the lake to commemorate himself. Wife, why are you asking this?"

Unexpectedly, Chu Yiren replied: "The livelihood project of Meilan Lake artificial lake was won by our Chumen Group, and the development started on a piece of farmland and abandoned factory south of Luodian Old Town."

"Hubby, you are well versed in metaphysics and feng shui. Can you help our Truman Group look at the feng shui of Lake Meilan? Why do people always abandon their families and commit suicide by jumping into the lake?"

"I heard that those who committed suicide in Meilan Lake had dull eyes and wooden expressions, and they were mumbling something, as if they were possessed by the soul of a green snake. Then they lost control of their emotions, rushed into the lake crying and laughing, and finally drowned and their bodies floated on the surface." When Chu Yiren said this, she felt her neck getting cold and tight in the evening breeze.

After hearing this, Lin Lang replied readily, "Okay, since the construction company of Lake Meilan is the Truman Group, and this is a matter of life and death, I will go to the site tomorrow morning to see how evil this Lake Meilan is."

"Hubby, I'm still haunted by the death of Master Zhen Chan during the Nine Dragon Pillar pile driving. If we really need to deal with the green snake spirit in Lake Meilan, will you be in danger?"