On that day, as soon as Li Wei returned home, he heard the news and was overjoyed. He hurriedly went to the study to prepare paper and pen to write letters to the Shen Family and the Li family.
Shen Qinglan thought of Shen Qinghe, calculated the days, and realized it had been eight months. Before long, it should be time for the birth, but she wasn't sure if it would be a nephew or a niece.
As for the older cousin-in-law, she wondered how she was doing.
If she were to return, Li Wei would still need to attend school, leaving no one to take care of Shen Qingju.
She was uncertain whether Shen Qingju would be willing to return with her to Jinxi Town, where more people could care for her.
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On the last day of November, the perpetually snowy Capital miraculously saw the sun.
Golden rays bathed the silver-white eaves, making them gleam brilliantly.
In front of Heavenly Melody, after the sound of firecrackers, a procession of people lined up.
