A child with Zhao Zhan?
Yue Jiaojiao had never thought of this scenario.
"Madam Qin, have you seen Li Miao recently?"
Li Miao was Yue Jiaojiao's first friend, and she meant a lot to her.
"A few days ago, I saw her bringing food to Yang Dashan, but I didn't see her after that. She's feeding two bellies now, so it's normal for her to rest at home."
"I'd like to visit her." Yue Jiaojiao put on her clothes and sat by the table.
Madam Qin naturally helped her comb her hair. "I've prepared some eggs for her."
"If there's a slaughtered chicken at home, please help me get one too."
Zhao Zhan opened the door in the backyard that Chengfeng had left for him when he was under construction so that he could avoid the crowd and go to the back of the mountain.
These days, the bouts of meat eaten in the family were usually brought back by Chengfeng. He usually wouldn't leave the mountain until his stomach was filled.
