After dinner at the mall, Nian Yuyu did not feel very happy.
Because Chu You said she was injured, she had to watch her diet. She wasn't allowed to eat hotpot or barbecue; they ended up finding a porridge shop where she had two bowls of porridge.
Her mood, which had just started to improve, was once again shrouded in gloom, and she was still preoccupied with it as she got into the car, constantly asking, "How long do I have to watch my diet for?"
Chu You started the car.
"The weather is hot, we need to prevent the wound from getting inflamed, so you need to eat light food," he said.
"Three days."
Nian Yuyu's face fell. To someone who loved spicy food as much as she did, it was torture. It was even worse than the injury itself!
Chu You noticed her spirits drop sharply again, and patiently coaxed her, "When we get home, I'll make you soup, stewed ribs."
"Red-braised ribs?"
"Rib soup."
Nian Yuyu: ...
She looked out the window, feeling utterly dejected.