A Different Nourishment

"This one is for Aunt Qin, and this one is for Uncle Cheng." Su Yayan distributed the soup to everyone in the same way.

Everyone else was used to it, and they eyed the soup in front of them eagerly.

It was the first time Cheng Junhao saw this kind of situation in person. He looked at the bowl in front of him suspiciously and then at his wife's bowl.

"Why is the soup different?"

"This is a tonic soup containing herbal medicine. Men and women require different nourishment, so naturally, the soup would be different."

Cheng Junhao really did not know much about this aspect, and he voiced his doubts. "Does it have to be so specific?"

"Of course it is. Would I lie to Uncle Cheng?"

Cheng Junhao nodded, saying nothing more.