Upon hearing Xiaoxiao's words, Yue Niang hurriedly took the bowl of rice, completely disregarding her image, and started gobbling it down, fearing that she might not be able to eat when her stomach started hurting later.
Taking advantage of the moment, Xiaoxiao went outside to get a bowl of water for her sister-in-law. As soon as she stepped out, Yang Ming anxiously asked, "Wife, how is it?"
"It's fine, she's probably about to give birth, nothing happened to her because of our wagon!"
Hearing his wife's reassurance, Yang Ming felt relieved about this situation, but he was still worried about An'an. After all, this was unfamiliar territory, and An'an was a thirteen-year-old girl who hadn't been out much.
Actually, Xiaoxiao was also worried, but in this situation, there was no way for them to leave, and the elder brother had given his word before leaving.
