Chapter 1827: Is a nightmare

"Ok?"
"I, I didn't think about that much, Madam!" Shizizi said suddenly with courage.
She stammered and said anxiously, "Young lady, but I really didn't want to hurt your mind. I was sent by your wife, no matter what I do, I want to do it for you!"
"Ah……"
Tang Nuan didn't believe it at all.
This elder sister Ying is also an expert in caring for pregnant women. How could she not even know what kind of common sense pregnant women can’t eat?
In other words, she is deliberate!
Thinking of this, Tang Nuan painted inexplicably felt a little angry in his heart, and simply didn't bother to pay attention to this Yingzi.
She said coldly, "Sister Ying, I don't care if you did it on purpose or not. In the future, you don't have to worry about my diet anymore. You just need to help me with prenatal education when I'm fine."
"Young lady..." Shizizi seemed to want to beg.
But Tang Nuanhua didn't bother to pay attention to her at all. He snorted disdainfully, then stood up from the dinner table and said to Sister Li, "I won't eat these things. I will make a new copy and send it to my room. Remember to make it by yourself. I don’t want to eat anything made by Sister Ying."
"Yes!"
Li's wife was inexplicably happy when she heard this.
Looking at the contemptuously at this contemptuous woman, Li's eyes were clearly scornful, as if she was mocking her with her eyes.
At this moment, Shizizi tightly squeezed the fist in his hand, and was so angry.
She thought it! How could this be!
Obviously everything was in the plan, but because of this soup, everything was ruined? This is too annoying!
Of course, Shizizi could only dare not speak in front of Tang Nuan's paintings.
Then Tang Nuan painting quickly went upstairs, and Li Sao proudly walked to the dining table, smiled coldly, mocking Shizi, "What kind of expert is it? I think your skills are nothing but this. I don’t even know what pregnant women can eat or not. I think your name as an expert is probably a gimmick, right?"
"you!"
"Okay, don't you, you, me or me, just reflect on your own professional standards, and don't be ashamed in the future."
After speaking with a sneer, Sister Li went to the kitchen without looking back.
In the huge living room, there was only quartz with a pale face, and a few idle servants around who were covering their mouths laughing at the quartz.
Quartz is almost mad!
But she didn't dare to quarrel openly, so she could only stare at these servants one by one, then turned around and walked towards her room angrily.
But for a while, the room.
After Li Sao made a new dinner downstairs, she brought it back to the room painted by Tang Nuan.
Putting the dinner on the cupboard beside the bed painted by Tang Nuan, Li Sao said gently, "Mrs. Young, hurry up and eat something, don't be hungry."
"Ok."
Tang Nuanhua was lying on the sofa at this moment, and after hearing Li's voice, she sat up and began to eat patiently.
However, the food is still the familiar smell, but Tang Nuan still feels tasteless.
In the end, Tang Nuan painting probably couldn't eat after half a bowl of rice.
She waved her hand impatiently, "I'll take all these things down, I won't eat anymore."
"Madam Young, are you just having no appetite like this?" Sister Li stepped forward and asked with concern.
"More than just having no appetite..."
As Tang Nuan painted, he sighed leisurely, "Eating these things feels like chewing wax, without any taste..."
Upon hearing this, Li's face went down, her tone was even a little hurt, "Madam, do you think the food I cooked is becoming less and less to your appetite?"
"No, I didn't mean that."
Tang Nuanhua quickly explained, "It's just that I have no appetite today. No matter what I eat, I think it is a taste. It has nothing to do with the taste you make, so don't think too much."
"Oh, I see."
Aunt Li breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. She thought that the food she cooked was not delicious.
But since Tang Nuanhua said it was not her problem, she felt relieved.
"It's not too early, then you can rest early, Madam. I won't bother you."
In the end, Sister Li stepped forward and gently cleaned up the tabletop, and then quit with something.
At the last moment when she quit, Sister Li gently stopped Tang Nuan painting, "By the way, Madam Young, you have been pregnant for almost six months now. Why don't we go for a color Doppler ultrasound tomorrow?"
"Okay!"
When Tang Nuanhua heard this, he subconsciously agreed.
But after thinking about it, Tang Nuanhua shook his head anxiously, "No, no, wait for the next time."
why? "Sao Li didn't quite understand.
Tang Nuanhua said, "I want to wait for Jing Yi to come back and go with him, so wait."
Although Tang Nuanhua also wanted to know whether he was carrying a boy or a girl in his stomach.
But this joy, she even wanted to share it with Li Jingyi.
So Tang Nuanhua decided to wait for Li Jingyi to go with him anyway.
"Okay, let's wait until the young master comes back together."
After that, Sister Li didn't say more, she turned and went downstairs.
And Tang Nuan painting is also tired, and now I plan to wash and sleep.
It may be the reason why Li Jingyi is not at home. Tang Nuan always feels a little depressed when painting. She doesn't know what she wants to do or what she should do.
He simply took off his clothes and shoes, closed the quilt, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed.
Gradually, it was late at night.
I don't know when it started, a patter of light rain fell outside the window, and then slowly, the rain continued to expand.
The thunder and lightning have gradually surging up, and in the end, the thunder can be said to be deafening.
At this moment, a bright silver lightning split the sky, and the white light suddenly illuminated Tang Nuan's pale face.
Tang Nuan's eyeballs suddenly turned a few times with a little anxiety.
She was dreaming.
And it is a nightmare.
In her dream, she appeared in a chemistry room doing research.
In this chemistry room, there are all kinds of weird utensils, and Tang Nuan's painting is in it.
Looking at the weird things around, Tang Nuan's painting felt strange at this time.
What is this place? How could she appear here?
Then, Tang Nuanhua seemed to hear a faint call from somewhere.
"Warm painting, warm painting..."
Although the voice is faint and vague, Tang Nuan's painting feels very familiar.