Su Li got out of the carriage first and reached out to He Qingmu.
"Come, Mother will carry you down."
Since the child was injured, she naturally had to pamper him well.
He Qingmu looked at Su Li and smiled sweetly.
Su Li carried him down. He felt a little heavy in her arms. Over the past few months, she had been thinking of ways to make delicious food for them. The two children had also gained a lot of weight.
Especially He Qingmu and Riceball, the two of them visibly became rounder.
"You've gained weight and grown taller," Su Li said.
He Qingmu chuckled and said, "It's all because Mother's food is too delicious. I eat a lot of food every day. Soon, I'll grow taller and stronger."
Su Li stroked his head dotingly, thinking to herself that the child had indeed grown up a little. He was really becoming more and more sensible!
He Qingyao ran to the door. When he saw Su Li and He Qingmu, his eyes were filled with tears.
