Seeing the little baby lying beside the mother, the picture of mother and child snuggled together was filled with happiness.
Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked again at her son on the kang bed, who incredibly had fallen asleep even in such a tense and noisy situation, which was really something.
Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, just about to sit down and rest a bit, when suddenly her heart jumped in worry.
Earlier, she was hurriedly dealing with the child and didn't really look at the sister-in-law.
Now, is the sister-in-law really asleep? Could she have fainted from excessive bleeding? Oh, please no.
Thinking of this, Xiaoxiao's face darkened as she quickly got up to lift the quilt covering the sister-in-law.
At this moment, Yang Ming was still busy in the kitchen because his wife mentioned the child was just born, fearing the sister-in-law might not have milk, so he needed to prepare some rice soup to feed.
