"Oh... I thought you knew so much that you guys might also have a period!" Chongchong scratched her head with a hint of embarrassment.

Chenchen’s vision went black, and he took a deep breath again, leaving her room without saying a word.

"Uh..."

Chongchong couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty, it seemed like she had annoyed him again!

Evening.

When Mengmeng came back from work, she was so happy when she heard about it, she almost went out to buy a cake to celebrate.

"Mommy, calm down, calm down!" Chongchong was sweating profusely, tightly grabbing her.

She really didn’t think there was anything to celebrate about a bloody period.

"Does your tummy hurt? I’ll make you some soup!" Mengmeng asked with concern.

Chongchong shook her head, "It was very painful at first, but it’s much better now..."

"Then I’ll make you some more soup, it’ll help you feel even better."

"Mommy, there’s really no need." Chongchong’s expression changed, grabbing her again.

She was afraid that drinking her soup might mess up her period.

Heaven knows how bad her mom’s cooking tastes.

Usually, only her daddy has the patience to finish her cooking without changing face.

"You need it! You need it!"

Not seeing the refusal in her eyes, Mengmeng went straight into the kitchen.

Seeing this, Chongchong quickly slipped next door to Chenchen’s house.

"Auntie Tong, I’m here for dinner!" She bounced in and plopped herself onto the dining table.

Chenchen couldn’t help but glance at her, "Doesn’t your tummy hurt?"

"I’m fine!" Chongchong replied with a smile.

"Chongchong, what’s wrong with your tummy, do you need to see a doctor?" Upon hearing this, Tong Mo looked at her with concern, but while speaking, she seemed to realize something, glancing over to the pot of red date and longan soup in the kitchen, immediately clapped her thigh, "Chongchong! You must be on your period, right!"

"Pfft——"

Being exposed in public like that, Chongchong couldn’t help but spit out her food on the spot.

And as luck would have it, it all went onto Chenchen’s face.

His expression turned dark in an instant.

"Uh, I’m sorry, Brother Chenchen, I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to!"

Chongchong quickly pulled out a bunch of tissues, wiping the porridge off his face.

"If you did it on purpose, I would have strangled you already!" Chenchen gritted his teeth.

Chongchong couldn’t help but shrink her neck.

She really didn’t mean it!

"Alright, stop wiping, I’m going to take a shower!" Chenchen looked at the sticky situation with disgust, pushed her hand away, and went straight into the bathroom.

After he left, Chongchong looked mournfully at Tong Mo, "Auntie Tong, you knew, did you really have to say it out loud?"

The embarrassment she faced today was almost more than she’d ever experienced in her life!

"I’m just happy..." Tong Mo awkwardly touched her neck.

"What’s there to be happy about?" Chongchong could hardly understand.

Her mom was the same before, as happy as anything.

Is it really okay to be so happy about your daughter bleeding?

"Because it means our Chongchong is growing up!" Tong Mo said gently.

"..."

Chongchong reluctantly accepted the reason.

"Oh right... the soup!"

Tong Mo quickly ran into the kitchen, turned off the heat, poured the longan red date and glutinous rice soup that had been simmering all afternoon into a bowl, and handed it to Chongchong.

"It smells so good!"

Smelling such a sweet aroma, Chongchong’s taste buds immediately came alive.

"Auntie Tong, your cooking skills are amazing!"

After taking a bite, Chongchong felt like crying.

How could there be such soft and fragrant porridge in the world, it was even better than what she had at six-star restaurants.