Chapter 801: The Kitchen God Just Reveals the Tip of the Horn 1

Shi Yucheng wants to go provide care, but he is also a patient and needs someone to look after him as well.

He is not suited for long-distance travel, but Shi Yuke is currently especially reliant on "Grandpa," so he has to go.

At a time like this, he needs someone by his side to make it convenient to provide care.

Shi Liu is going with him, but that is not enough.

Shi Liu is a man; he can look after Shi Yucheng, but he cannot look after Shi Yuke, as men are still inconvenient when it comes to certain matters.

Shi Youxuan discussed it with her father: "Let's hire a caregiver. Don't wait until we get abroad to hire one; we should bring one from home. The language and living habits will be the same, which makes it convenient to care for the patient."

Shi Yucheng agreed.

While everyone was looking for a caregiver, Jian Yixin made a shocking decision—she wanted to accompany them abroad!

Shi Yucheng objected: "No, this trip will take at least a month; what about the child?" Moli has not left Jian Yixin's side since he was born, and he is very reliant on his mother.

In fact, compared to Moli's reliance on his mother, Jian Yixin is even more unable to be apart from her son.

Jian Yixin: "I will take Moli with me."

Shi Yucheng:...

He had not expected Jian Yixin to say such a thing.

In truth, he was happy in his heart.

Moli is his grandson, his daughter's own flesh and blood, and he also wants to have more contact with Moli, only the child is not close to him.

However, Shi Yucheng had other concerns.

He worried that if his daughter and grandson had too much contact, it would lead to further complications.

"Don't let the child go; the hospital is not a good place. You all should just stay safely at home," Shi Yucheng said.

Jian Yixin: "Godfather, please rest assured. I have already arranged everything; it is all perfectly settled, and no one will be wronged."

Her arrangements were indeed very thorough; it wasn't just the two of them, she brought a whole group of people—a nanny for the child, a professional nurse, a senior caregiver, a nutritionist, and an accompanying health doctor.

They took a private jet directly abroad, avoiding the trouble of a long and tiring journey.

Shi Youxuan enjoyed national-treasure-level treatment at home; they didn't even let her go to the airport to see them off.

It was time for another prenatal check-up.

Sheng Hanyu accompanied his wife, staring nervously at the 4D ultrasound.

In reality, nothing could be seen; the fetus in Shi Youxuan's belly was currently just an embryo and had not yet taken shape.

Sheng Hanyu asked the doctor: "What is going on with my wife vomiting all the time?"

The doctor smiled: "Morning sickness is normal for pregnant women; it generally eases after three months. Don't you already have two children at home? How is it that you seem to have no experience at all?"

Sheng Hanyu blushed slightly.

When his wife was pregnant with Shi Ran and Sheng Zichen, he was not by her side during the pregnancy, so he did not know what a pregnant woman should be like.

Shi Youxuan helped him out of the awkward situation and said to the doctor: "I basically didn't vomit when I was pregnant with Dabao and Erbao, nor did I feel uncomfortable or nauseous. Aside from sleeping a bit more, I didn't have any other issues."

The doctor said such things are very complex, and science currently has no reasonable explanation.

It is related to the pregnant woman's constitution, and some of it is also related to the gender of the fetus.

As the doctor was speaking, they suddenly paused, then said with delight: "I think I know the reason; your wife is carrying twins."

"What? Say that again." Sheng Hanyu could not believe his ears.

The doctor: "Your wife is pregnant with twins, congratulations."

"Xuanxuan, you are pregnant with twins; wife, you are amazing." Sheng Hanyu was beside himself with joy and planted a kiss on his wife's forehead.

The doctor's mouth hung open in surprise, forgetting to close it; was this the icy big Chairman rumored to be outside?

It was indeed a rumor; it was not accurate at all.

Chairman Sheng was attentive to his wife in every way, clearly a devoted husband; where was there even a hint of coldness?

But soon, she discovered that Sheng Hanyu only blossomed with smiles when facing his wife; he immediately returned to his consistent icy face when dealing with others, a seamless transition.

Coming out of the hospital, both of their faces were radiant with happiness.

Twins, oh my; to suffer once and have two children, no matter how you calculate it, it's a good deal!

In business families, it is easy to get into the habit of calculating costs.

This good news was announced at home, and the family began discussing whether they would be boys or girls, or one boy and one girl.

The father-in-law, Sheng Jiang, based on the older generation's mentality that more children mean more blessings, hoped for two boys.

The mother-in-law felt that girls are well-behaved, thoughtful, and sensible, so she hoped for two girls.

The mother-in-law also had a small ulterior motive—having Sheng Zichen as a boy in the family was enough; if there were too many boys, it would be easy for property disputes to arise in the family when they grew up.

Over so many years, having seen so much of the various grievances of wealthy families, most were caused by having too many boys in the family fighting over property.

It would be about the same if they were all girls.

But if there were only one boy and the rest were girls, the family would be much happier.

In Jiangzhou, there is an unwritten rule that has existed for thousands of years: girls do not have the right to inherit the family estate.

Girls only need to be provided with a generous dowry when they marry; the family property belongs to the boys, so it is unlikely to cause a huge commotion over the division of assets.

Shi Ran and Sheng Zichen both hoped for a boy and a girl.

To have a younger brother and a younger sister, how fun would that be?

Everyone had their own thoughts, whereas Sheng Hanyu and Shi Youxuan had no particular thoughts.

The two of them felt that either was fine.

Boys or girls were both fine, as long as the uncomfortable process of pregnancy could pass sooner.

It was very strange; Shi Youxuan was very "picky."

It was not that she was picky about food, but rather picky about the person cooking.

Last time, under the guidance of his son, Sheng Hanyu made a dish of wild vegetables; she ate it without any issues, but that was the only dish she could eat.

But eating only one dish wouldn't do; her nutrition wouldn't keep up.

Sheng Hanyu, holding a wait-and-see attitude, allowed his son to enter the kitchen to help a few more times.

The little guy is adorable outside the kitchen, but the moment he enters, he transforms into a king!

What to put in first, what to put in later, what kind of seasonings each dish needs, how much to add, and when to add them—there are strict requirements for everything.

And as for the dishes made under the guidance of Sheng Zichen, Shi Youxuan could eat them without spitting them out; otherwise, it wouldn't work!

Like it or not, he had to agree.

Little Sheng Zichen was finally able to enter the kitchen openly and honestly; he wasn't just allowed in, he was invited in.

Under his sister's guidance, the little guy negotiated with his father: "Dad, I'm helping you now, but you have to promise that in the future, if Mom isn't picky about her food, you'll let me into the kitchen too."

Sheng Hanyu:...

"We'll talk about the future in the future." He prepared to be vague and brush it off.

Deep down, although he admitted that his son truly had a talent for the kitchen, he was still very resistant to it.

When Sheng Zichen grows up, he is to be groomed as the Chairman; what kind of sense does it make for him to always be hanging around the kitchen?

Sheng Zichen: "No, you must promise me now. A verbal promise won't do; we have to sign an agreement and write it down on paper."

He even wants to sign an agreement?

He laughed.

He wasn't angry at all.

His son has become capable; at such a young age, he already knows that a verbal promise doesn't count and that an agreement is the only way to be safe.

Not bad, very promising.

However, before he could be happy for very long, he saw his daughter's figure flash past the staircase, and he immediately understood!

It wasn't the son's own idea at all; his sister was behind him, helping to devise the strategy.

"Ranran, come here." Sheng Hanyu called his daughter.

Shi Ran felt guilty and didn't want to go over: "Dad, I still have a lot of homework. Do you have something to ask me?" The implication was—say what you have to say quickly; once you're done, I have real work to do, and I don't have much time.

"Come here, and make it quick."