During pregnancy, especially the first three months, it’s best not to eat grapes because there is a folk tale that says this is the ti when the fetus takes shape, and eating grapes might lead to a molar pregnancy.
There are also superstitions such as not placing anything under or near the head of the bed during pregnancy, otherwise the child might be born with birthmarks on their face, and so forth.
Di Mingjue had gathered a whole heap of these and had recorded them. He imdiately removed the picture from the head of the bed.
There really were a multitude of these taboos, including that pregnant won shouldn’t eat rabbit at for fear the child might have a cleft lip.
Pregnant won shouldn’t eat shrimp for fear the child’s fingers might stick together like the large pincers of a shrimp.
The couple returned to the bedroom, listening to Di Mingjue prattling on and on about what was forbidden and what was not allowed.
Gu Qibao felt that Di Mingjue was being overly cautious and couldn’t help but laugh, "Don’t you think this is a bit too much? If we’re to follow the logic of ’like cures like,’ doesn’t that an we can’t eat anything at all, like pigs, cows, chickens, fish? Wouldn’t that an the baby would resemble whatever we eat? We might as well eat people then."
Di Mingjue found himself at a loss for words at Gu Qibao’s reasoning and also felt that he might have been a bit superstitious.
But he still said seriously, "There’s so rationale behind the old ways passed down by our elders. Although not all of it is reasonable, it’s always good to heed so taboos."
Gu Qibao lay on the bed, giggling nonstop, and countered, "Your theory doesn’t hold up at all. I think, by that logic, we should eat beautiful won when expecting a girl and handso n when expecting a boy."
Gu Qibao even gave herself the chills as she spoke, thinking, Emma, I sound like a flesh-eating monster.
Di Mingjue flopped onto the bed, helplessly, and pulled her into his arms, "You silly goose, what kind of twisted logic is that?"
"The stuff you’re talking about is the twisted logic," Gu Qibao pouted.
Di Mingjue didn’t argue with her anymore and couldn’t help but tease her with a smile, "I might not be able to satisfy your craving for beautiful won, but I can certainly satisfy your appetite for handso n at any ti."
His face seed to say, "The handso guy is right here, co and get it."
Gu Qibao was stunned for a mont, seeing his smile, her face instantly blushed, and she couldn’t help but punch him lightly, "You’re being naughty."
"Where am I being naughty?" Di Mingjue dodged her blows, his deep eyes fixating on her face.
Gu Qibao haughtily glared at him, finding him truly annoying.
Despite his usually serious and icy deanor, he could be incredibly sultry, couldn’t he?
He too was looking at her, feeling heartbroken thinking about how she was enduring the hardship of pregnancy for him.
"Baby..." Di Mingjue murmured tenderly, "You really are working hard."
Gu Qibao closed her eyes, savoring his rare tenderness, and murmured back, "It’s not hard at all."
I’m more than willing to have a child for you.
Di Mingjue was deeply reassured, his baby was truly wonderful, and she had grown up, developed the strength expected of a mother.
No longer was she the little girl who used to make a fuss at the re ntion of pregnancy and childbirth, she had truly grown up, soon to beco a beautiful and strong mother.
"That’s wonderful." He kissed her hand and smiled, "From now on, it will be the three of us, not just the two of us."
"Yes." Gu Qibao also nodded, feeling sowhat excited.
That night, the couple slept soundly in each other’s arms, intoxicated by the night’s beauty, subrged in the bloom of youth.
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