Chapter 520: Chapter 218: The Top-grade Classical Prose (Part 10)_3
What if it’s not properly nourished, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.
"No worries, my mom makes me delicious food every day; all the blood I shed has long been replenished!"
He Tiantian patted her small chest and even clenched her fist to show off her non-existent biceps, "Look, I’m all strength now!"
"Mom and dad, I really don’t want to stay in the hospital anymore; the smell here is too unpleasant. My nose is sensitive, and when I smell those smells, I can’t help but analyze their components!"
"...I just can’t recuperate properly; it’s better to go home. Besides, in the hospital, I’m still just a patient—"
And as a patient, the diet should be light.
But He Tiantian loved her rich and hearty meals.
He Yaohua and Wu Zhuoya, the parents, were like ancient foxes—they immediately understood the subtext of Tiantian’s words upon hearing them.
The old couple couldn’t help but glance at each other, reading helplessness and amusement in each other’s eyes.
Ah, their Tiantian, still that same gluttonous Xiaoya.
But having a good appetite is a blessing!
Their Tiantian not only ate to satiate her hunger but also to nourish her brain, so—
"I’ll go ask the doctor; if the doctor says it’s okay, we’ll get discharged!"
Wu Zhuoya got up and said this.
"Mom, please go quickly, I really can’t stand another day here!"
He Tiantian shooed like one would with mosquitoes, urging her real mother.
Wu Zhuoya found herself between laughter and tears.
However, seeing He Tiantian’s lively manner, she knew her daughter must be doing fine.
Sure enough, after finding the attending doctor and asking carefully, Wu Zhuoya processed He Tiantian’s discharge procedures.
Once out of the hospital and back home, dinner was sumptuous with fish, meat, and white flour buns.
The He Family were very in sync, placing all the best dishes in front of Tiantian.
Even He Weihong, who usually loved bickering with Tiantian, took the initiative to serve her food: "Tiantian, eat up, it’s been half a month since our family had meat, and we spent all three meat tickets to get this portion of braised pork."
A small aluminum basin was filled to the brim with chunks of braised pork and potatoes.
The shiny, oily redness was enough to make one’s mouth water.
But from He Yaohua to He Weihong, none of the four family members reached for the meat; instead, they enthusiastically encouraged Tiantian to eat.
He Tiantian was not shy and tucked in, eating the meat in big bites.
It wasn’t until half the meat in the basin was gone that Tiantian slowed down her pace.
She smiled sheepishly and called out to her family: "Dad, mom, big brother, big sister, please eat too!"
But they all shook their heads in unison, "We don’t like meat; you eat!"
Their daughter wasn’t just craving food; she needed brain food!
Tiantian felt uncomfortable. After all, she had to maintain her original character setup.
But she truly couldn’t bear to eat while the others just watched.
Pretending to be a bit greased out by the meat, she started eating the steamed fish and buns instead.
Yet even when she stopped eating the meat, no one else in the He Family reached for it.
At most, they succumbed to the delicious aroma and took a couple of potatoes or dipped a piece of bun into the meat sauce.
Seeing them so obviously dying for a taste, yet pretending not to care, Tiantian’s heart turned sour.
She knew their consideration for her went beyond family love; it was largely because they understood how valuable her brain was, capable of creating value for the community and the country.
They were doing their best to ensure the living quality of their "Outstanding Official."
People in this era were just so pure, kind, and enthusiastic.
With such a great country and such good citizens, Tiantian felt truly no reason not to love it deeply.
With a heavy heart, she finished her meal, pretending to be slightly overfed.
She let out a satisfied belch, "Oh my, I’m so stuffed, it feels like it’s reaching my throat. Mom, dad, I need to move around a bit!"
He Tiantian stood up, rubbing her little belly, and nonchalantly asked, "Hey, dad, is there anything I can help with in the factory? I have some steel material data in my mind; I can write it all out."
"Also, I can help with some calculations—"
Before Tiantian could finish, He Yaohua eagerly asked, "What steel material data? The kind you saw with the Soviet experts?"
"Yes, the kind for missile engine casings; I can reproduce the entire smelting process!"
"Great! Wonderful!"
He Yaohua kept praising, then hurriedly took Tiantian to the factory, not even caring that it was already pitch black outside...