Chapter 283 - Chapter 283: Chapter 291: Unreasonable (1/2)
Chapter 283: Chapter 291: Unreasonable
When she awoke, it was already halfway through the journey. Su Wenyue, groggy and leaning into Han Yu’s embrace, rubbed her eyes, her face flushed with a touch of red, “Where have we reached? Are we nearly there?”
The bewildered little look in her eyes was unbearably cute to Han Yu. He gently ruffled Su Wenyue’s hair and said softly, “Not yet, we’ve only reached the halfway point. Why don’t you sleep some more? I will wake you when we arrive.”
Su Wenyue shook her head and stayed sitting in Han Yu’s arms, it took quite a while before she felt fully awake. She leant towards the window, curious to see the sky outside.
“Husband, look, it’s snowing outside, it’s snowing!” Su Wenyue exclaimed with surprise upon opening the carriage window and seeing the snowflakes, and she went ahead and opened the window all the way. A cold wind blew in, biting to the bone. Su Wenyue didn’t mind, and as she attempted to reach out a hand, Han Yu stopped her.
“It’s so cold outside, and with your frail body, you need to be more careful not to catch a cold from the wind blowing in.” While saying this, Han Yu closed the window and pulled her close, wrapping her with the blanket that had been covering her earlier.
Su Wenyue was a bit speechless, feeling this was an exaggeration, “Husband, don’t be like this. I’m not a child anymore, there’s no need to be so careful. I’m not cold at all. Besides, it’s getting a bit stuffy inside the carriage; some fresh air would be nice.”
“It’s still better to be cautious. Do you not remember what happened before? It was just a bit of wind at night, and as a result, you coughed for two days before getting better. Now the weather is so cold and it’s snowing outside; what if you catch a draft and get a cold? Then you won’t be able to be close to the children, and you hate that bitter medicinal soup. There will be suffering to endure!”
As Han Yu spoke, he couldn’t help but adopt a lecturing tone. Normally, he wouldn’t care much about the weather; such cold spells happened every year. But his daughter-in-law had a particularly delicate constitution. It was decent before, but ever since her body became weak after childbirth, even though she seemed fine, the little details gave away her condition. She’s so young and already in such a state, he thought, she definitely needed good care and recuperation.
Thinking of this, Han Yu worried. He was particularly concerned about this matter and had consulted many doctors, all of whom said that his daughter-in-law’s condition could only improve through gradual recuperation and frequent consumption of medicinal meals. But he knew his daughter-in-law’s temperament all too well; she could barely tolerate the taste of medicinal meals a few times, but would become unwilling after a while.
This was the difference between girls raised in a wealthy family and those from the countryside. In other respects, they have their advantages, but this one weakness was their delicacy. If it was a girl raised in a rural household, she wouldn’t be picky about eating medicinal meals—in fact, she’d be overjoyed just to have meat. It was truly a headache, and he would need to find a chef skilled in preparing medicinal meals.
“Husband, what are you thinking about?” Su Wenyue noticed that Han Yu would occasionally daydream, unsure what he was thinking about with such a serious expression.
“I’m thinking about how weak your body is. I’ll have the kitchen stew some medicinal meals for you. Even if you don’t like them, you should eat a little; persisting every day will definitely be beneficial.” Han Yu looked directly into Su Wenyue’s eyes, demanding a definite response from her.
Su Wenyue pouted; why was Han Yu bringing this up again? She remembered the period of confinement, with medicinal meals every day until she felt nauseous just thinking about them. She didn’t even want to touch them anymore.
“Medicinal meals are better than medicine. I’m not trying to force you, but look at your health—if you don’t improve your condition, do you plan to spend your old age lying in bed, living off medicine jars?” When Han Yu saw her reaction, he felt a spark of annoyance. After all, coming from a rural background, he had a particular dislike for delicacy. He was willing to indulge Su Wenyue in many ways, but on this matter, he was particularly intolerant.