Feng Qingxue was not the only one who shivered; even Lu Jiang furrowed his brows tightly.
Both are flesh and blood of their parents, what has the baby girl done wrong? Without women, how would the world have sons and daughters?
The ignorance of people is simply incomprehensible.
The rice soup was not yet ready. Han Ping and Liu Yan, after greeting friends and relatives who were eating, first brought over borrowed blankets, diapers, and small clothes from a neighbor's house. Before returning to the dining hall, they also noticed the thinness of the swaddle and fetched two scoops of milk powder in a bowl to feed the baby girl.
The baby girl was obviously extremely hungry and ate very sweetly.
Taking the opportunity to change the swaddle and diaper, Feng Qingxue carefully checked and found that the baby girl was healthy, with no congenital diseases, though there was a small red mole the size of a sesame seed on her left temple.