An Jing carved wooden dolls not for any other reason, just to prepare birthday gifts for her three beautiful babies. Her three beautiful babies were turning one year old on the 15th of September, and today was only the 6th of September.
Due to her lack of carving skills, An Jing's wooden dolls were particularly ugly. However, An Jing wasn't too concerned; it was her heartfelt intention, and she believed that her three beautiful babies would surely feel it. As for whether the wooden dolls looked good or not, that was another matter.
Her three beautiful babies were actually turning one...
Thinking of this, An Jing sighed inwardly while carving the wooden dolls. How wonderful it would be if she could be by her three beautiful babies' side—she wasn't even by the children on their first birthday.
She wasn't sure if her husband was with them.
He probably wasn't.
Her husband, in search of her, was very likely not with the children.
But...
