"The child will be born soon, and then it will be easier. Always carrying such a big belly while working is tiring," Muniang sighed.
Dabao's Mother's expression was somewhat sad, "If the child can be safely born, of course that would be the best. I'm anxiously looking forward to it."
For Dabao's Mother, this child was not just a small life, but also evidence of her innocence. Over the past many months, she had frequently encountered the cold stares of the villagers. What's crucial is that the timing of this child was really inopportune. Everyone harbored doubts about her. Naturally, her mother-in-law was no exception, wishing the child would just die on the spot.
In the eyes of others, she had become a tainted object, but she clearly wasn't. How could she bear it?
