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These days have all been busy making spring soy sauce from yellow soybeans, and Pei Qin completely forgot about keeping track of the days. Watching Mo Heng and Feng Wei change their clothes and leave, Pei Qin sat alone on the bed, yawning. "Damn it, another year to be pregnant!"
Over at Pei Qian's place, the news had already been received. When it came to the wet nurse and the cook woman, Mo Heng still trusted Pei Qian more; she could at least keep Pei Qin in check somewhat.
Even though Jiujiu was adorable and the darling of the whole family, Pei Qian still hoped that her elder sister would get pregnant again and have a son. That shameless Wei Shu hadn't written to them again these days. Who knew if she had really given up hope!? Having a son, securing the family lineage, was the only way to lock it down!
