Lu Yichen and Luo Qiao entered the yard and saw Grandma Zhou Guifang picking vegetables, "Grandma, Yichen and I have come to see you."
Zhou Guifang looked up and smiled, "Have you been particularly busy recently? You seem to have lost weight."
Luo Qiao sat next to her grandmother, "Not really, have I lost weight?"
Lu Yichen put down the things he was holding and continued, "Grandma, Qiaoqiao is pregnant. She couldn't eat much because of morning sickness a few days ago, so she has lost some weight."
Upon hearing that Luo Qiao was pregnant, Zhou Guifang couldn't even care about the vegetables anymore, "How long has it been, how come you didn't call to let us know?"
Luo Qiao patted her grandmother's hand, "It's just that we didn't want you to worry. Luckily, my morning sickness wasn't too severe, and Yichen and Rong Daniang took good care of me, so I didn't suffer much."
"You child, what am I to say, how many months has it been?"
