He walked to the next door and pushed the door open. He whispered, "Mom?"
Jiang Tingxu thought that she had misheard until she saw her son's small face.
"Come in quickly!" She called out to the little boy at the door.
Hearing this, the little boy was extremely happy and ran inside.
However, when he came in, he realized that something was wrong:
"Mom, are you sick?" He asked.
Mo Boyuan had been rubbing her belly, transmitting a stream of hot air to her, and the pain in her belly was obviously reduced.
"No, I'm not sick. It's the normal menstrual period that all girls have once a month."
Menstrual period?
The boy didn't understand.
"What's that?"
Jiang Tingxu paused before continuing, "Forget it. You can't understand it now. When you go to junior high school and learn biology, you'll know."
