Luo Qingli thought for a moment, this is not how things should be done! She asked, "Mom, it's my birthday, aren't I supposed to be the one making these decisions?"
"Do you know the saying: a child's birthday is a mother's hard day?" Yu Wanru countered.
"No, Mom, I heard that my delivery went quite smoothly!" Luo Qingli blurted, blowing away the hair sticking to her forehead helplessly.
"Anyway, you two should come back for a meal tomorrow. Although, are you coming for lunch or dinner? Has Yuying mentioned anything about celebrating your birthday?"
Zhao Wanru was trying to find out whether Yuying had made any plans for her daughter's birthday. If her son-in-law had already prepared something, she wouldn't insist on her arrangement.
"I don't know, Uncle hasn't mentioned anything." Luo Qingli wasn't really looking forward to her birthday, but going back home for a meal seemed like a nice idea.
Her parents hadn't forgotten about her after all!
