"Hehe! It must be a boy! Even if it isn't a boy, a daughter of the Qin family will still get pampered," Qin Xiaoyao replied.
Qin Dazhuang also nodded happily.
Seeing this, Qin Dahu also laughed foolishly.
Then, as if he had thought of something, Qin Dahu suddenly said, "Then what's with the beam in the house? Wasn't it still fine before you got married?"
Looking at the Song family's thatched house, one would invariably feel worried.
Only his sister would be so stubborn as to insist on marrying into the Song family.
That pauper brother-in-law had never once given anyone any welcoming looks. Other than his good looks, what else was good about him?
Qin Xiaoyao was stunned.
Thinking of her predecessor's death-seeking actions, she couldn't help curling her toes in embarrassment.
"Er⦠the wind blew and broke it yesterday. I haven't had the time to clean up yet."
