Eating the meal Hua Miaozhu personally cooked, Zhan Jing felt it was quite comforting.
It's not that Cai Meina's cooking isn't good, in fact, it's much better, but it just lacks a mother's touch, Zhan Jing thought.
"If you find it delicious, eat more, and then later we'll do some exercise." Hua Miaozhu was previously startled by Zhan Jing's behavior and didn't want her to exercise.
Now that she knows her daughter's pregnancy looks risky but everything is under control, she is relieved.
Since things are going well, more exercise will make childbirth easier. "By the way, have you found a midwife yet?"
"And are all the baby's clothes and other necessities ready?"
"Have the diapers been prepared?" Hua Miaozhu was really worried that her daughter hadn't prepared anything.
"Everything is ready. Meina helped me make a lot of baby clothes, and Guang Ran and the others left behind enough clothes." Zhan Jing pointed to the wardrobe, indicating the baby's clothes were inside.
