Ou Huojing came in with two thermos bottles, which seemed to be quite heavy.
Qiao Ziqing was right in front of him. She glanced at her baby granddaughter, and a giant smile blossomed across her face. "Ah, she's such a beautiful girl," she said. "She looks like her father and her mother."
But the baby's face was turning pink from crying, and her little hands and feet were swaying about.
The baby kept crying, and Qiao Ziqing became even happier after hearing her. "You need to drink some soup quickly," she said. "The baby's hungry."
Ou Huojing put some food on the table. Ou Ming went up to open the lid, and then he served his wife some soup.
Yu Lili felt weak. She was partly leaning on the edge of the bed and didn't want to move at all. "I don't have an appetite," she said.
