In fact, the doctor had told her she had a slight calcium deficiency, so she was advised to drink more milk; however, not having milk was actually quite grievous for a pregnant woman.
Gu Ning came out of the house with two cartons of milk, one for Liu Juan and one for Tang Yuxin.
"Thank you," Liu Juan took the milk, unable to stop her nose from feeling sour. Before, she wouldn't have been moved even if someone bought a hundred cartons, but now, just this one carton made her want to cry.
People often say that it's easy to add flowers to brocade, but it's hard to send charcoal in snowy weather.
And now, there were few who would share their own things. Honestly, if it were her, she might not be able to share her own things either; after all, eating some meant having less, and sharing some also meant having less.
"Feel free to stay in the two rooms to the east."