The sun is strong, Mary. Kent walked cautiously down the slope leading to the underground parking lot, her due date was a full week according to the day of her last menstrual period, but she felt that her belly was big enough and was constantly falling, she felt like a mouse stealing an egg, and the egg would fall out at any moment, but when she checked in the morning, her doctor thought that she did not bode well for premature birth.

Now she had to hook the handles of the shopping cart with the tips of her fingers, which was too heavy, and she was panting when she told herself not to buy so much olive oil or soda at once next time, even if they were being discounted...... Separated by a huge belly, the pregnant woman stumbled down after the overwhelmed four-wheeled monster, her feet sore and swollen, and the ugly posture of her movement involuntarily gave birth to pity - when the shopping cart suddenly disappeared from Mary. When Kent's hand was freed, and the owner of the cart fell forward sharply, the people around her let out an exclamation that seemed not so unexpected, and several people who had been watching the place rushed over to help, two people stopped the shopping cart that was running down the slope, and the others ran up the slope - it was consoling that the mother who was still in the future form was not injured by this, and walking behind her, a quick gentleman threw away the two bags in his hand in time and grabbed her.

Mary. Kent was pulled into a hard, flat embrace, two strong arms piercing out from under her armpits, hanging her in the air, her toes still touching the ground a little, but with no strength, her hot cheeks clinging to the smooth shirt, the buttons of which were stuck in the corners of her eyes, heavy, cold, and glowing with the multicolored pearls of shells—it took several seconds for her to understand what was going on. Some people came in and helped the men behind her move her to flat ground, and Mary heard someone connecting to the hospital, "Wait...... Wait," she stroked her belly, perhaps because it was happening too fast, the fetus was safe and sound, without any gesture of protest that symbolized discomfort, and her rapid heartbeat was gradually slowing, "I think I'm okay, thank you." "My two children are still at home. "I agreed with them to go home at two o'clock," she explains. ”

A plump middle-aged woman thinks Mary. Kent had better be cautious, after all, her belly was already so big.

"Well, I might be able to help a little." Someone said in a calm tone behind her, and Mary turned her head, surprised to find that she had caught herself in time and said that it was the new teacher at St. Thomas's Church Elementary School, Claude. Striff, a thin, elegant, and almost rare male, was in a state of extreme irritability and depression when Mary first met him—she received a call from Mr. Humbert that she had to pick up Dolores, who had been detained again, while the little girl continued to disgrace them...... Even so, he made a great impression on Mary.

"Hello, Mrs. Kent." Streiff nodded to Mary, even in this weather, there was still not a trace of sweat on his skin, and his black hair was still neat and untidy, "I can find a place to rest with her," he said to Mary, and to the others as well, "and then take her home or to the hospital depending on the situation." ”

Mary was a little hesitant at first, she didn't want to bother someone who was not very familiar and close, but she had to think about her own child, whether it was the one in the belly or the two outside the belly, she was very embarrassed to express her gratitude...... Seeing that things were settled, people scattered in twos and threes. Before that, they helped Mary and Stryff retrieve the dropped items, and one of Stryff's items was a fresh foie gras, and when it fell to the ground, the bag containing the thermostatic coagulant broke, but fortunately the bag was not broken, and a young man generously donated his own crisper box. Stlev thanked him, but unfortunately there was no ice in it.

But this problem is easy to solve, just across the street there is an Italian café, they serve espresso, macchiato, cappuccino and other espressos, milk coffee or aperitifs, as well as all kinds of delicious snacks, the waiter there knows Mr. Striff, he quickly fetches a stainless steel bucket of ice cubes - a translucent crisper is placed on the table, and the box is densely condensed with water droplets. The temperature in the café was also a little low, and Mary's bladder was constantly pressed by the cold, and she went to the bathroom, and when she returned to her seat, she felt hungry again...... It was really embarrassing for her.

She didn't know if Mr. Stryff was aware of this, but Mary was glad when he had ordered a cup of milk for herself and Mary that was far more than any other coffee, and suggested adding one or more snacks.

Mary asked for an antique spinach juice gnocchi, which she tasted and sprinkled with black peppercorn; And Mr. Stryff asked for a golden, fragrant snack, the Italian name of the meal that Marie did not understand.

"This is fried pork brain slices in olive oil, which is very tender." Mr. Stryff duly introduced, "You can try it when you have the chance." ”

Mary reflexively glanced at the crisper next to her, a faint patch of vermilion could be seen in the milky white ice, Mr. Striff's taste was really different, she shook her head slightly, remembering that Anne had told her that Sasha. Streiff is now under the care of Mr. Stryff alone...... A man, thought Mary, may indeed love his children deeply, but inevitably, they will always be careless in some way. Mary might not have said much if they were still just a parent and a teacher, but Mr. Stryff had done her a great favor today. "Today's dinner?" She pointed to the contents of the crisper with her fork, and although she had never tried such a luxury that could cost tens of dollars per ounce, she also knew that fresh foie gras had to be eaten or made into foie gras within twenty-four hours, otherwise it would be a terrible thing.

"Rinse for 10 minutes, then soak in water for 30 minutes, and finally put it in coarse salt and slowly heat it on low temperature for 12 to 15 hours." Mr. Stryff patiently replied, "Very tasty." ”

"Yes, I've heard of it." Mary stirred the emerald gnocchi with her fork, then sucked off the tip of the fork from the soup, which already contained basil leaves, parsley, and sweet oregano, and she added peppercorns, which was really exciting: "But you might want to think about it later, at least don't give your child too much foie gras," she shrugged: "The French claim that foie gras is tasty, nutritious, and can also lower cholesterol in the body because of the unsaturated fats in it...... But in fact, it's not healthy," she recounts in fits and pieces what she sees: "Foie gras is full of fat...... No matter what the businessmen say, fat is fat, and if it is eaten, whether saturated or unsaturated, it will increase calories, especially in children who are better absorbed than adults. 'It doesn't increase the fat content of the body' is just wishful thinking - in reality, I don't see anyone eating foie gras because they gain weight, just because it's too expensive for anyone to eat. ”

“…… "Ah," said Mr. Stryff, his eyes widening slightly, and then he smiled, "You're right," he replied modestly, "Indeed, I once saw in the newspaper that it was a newspaper run by an animal welfare organization, what was it called?" 'Green Earth'? ”

"Uh, I don't know......" Mary's cheeks darkened slightly: "It's not me...... Oh, I mean, this is the information that Anne got in, and after I got pregnant, she gave me a list of foods, and it ...... I mean, that's where I found out. ”

"Clever kid." Streiff said, nodding, "Maybe that's true," he slice open a piece of brain, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly for a while, "But Sasha likes foie gras." ”

"For the sake of health, people have to give up some hobbies." Mary was enthusiastic about her advice: "You may choose chicken liver, or normal foie gras, which may not taste so tasty, but it will not cause any bad consequences." ”

"That's something that a lot of adults can't do." "Spices, for example, are probably only harmful to you now, but you still unconsciously choose to put them in your mouth." ”

This time it was Mary's turn to show a surprised expression: "...... I, I've never heard that spices are harmful to pregnant women," she suddenly stammered a little: "The doctor also only told me...... Do not touch alcohol, cigarettes, allergenic foods...... It's salmon or salmon or something like that, I've never heard of it......"

"Please don't get too nervous...... As you just said, this is also a theory. "This is what I have seen in some medical books of Oriental origin or, to be more precise, from China," and many spices are 'dry,' or 'hot,' and he said two terms that Mary had never heard before: "They cause bowel dryness, constipation, or fecal obstruction...... Increased pressure in the abdomen...... Of course," he gestured, adding, "It has to be used often to have undesirable consequences." ”

Mary's face was pale, and she did not feel comforted at all.

"And spinach," Stryff's slender fingers circled a small circle on the tabletop: "A century ago, due to a typographical error, the decimal point of spinach's iron content was shifted to the right by one digit, and since then people have always believed that spinach contains a lot of iron and has the function of nourishing blood, and spinach is regarded as an ideal blood tonic for pregnant women, children, and patients." In fact, the conclusion of the latest research report shows that the content of iron in spinach is not much, and its main component is oxalic acid, which has a destructive effect on zinc and calcium that cannot be underestimated...... But it's the same ...... You don't have to worry too much, it also takes a long-term, large amount to cause problems. It's okay to try it once in a while...... Oh, Mrs. Kent...... Your face is so bad, I think you should go to the hospital. ”

(To be continued)