Jia Shijie nudged Zhang Xiaoli beside him, "Did you hear that?"
Zhang Xiaoli had just cursed something when she turned over and fell asleep.
Woken up by Jia Shijie once again, she grew impatient, "What now? Can't you let someone sleep!"
Zhang Xiaoli always slept well. Living at her parents' house, she didn't need to attend to her in-laws, didn't have to cook any of the three meals herself, nor did she need to do any household chores. Thus, she routinely slept until noon before getting up for lunch.
"You can still sleep? Your sister-in-law is with child, aren't you going to offer your congratulations? The Zhang Family has descendants now, twin sons no less. Your mother must be thrilled!" Jia Shijie relayed the news he had just heard, with a tone filled with sarcasm.
Zhang Xiaoli was completely awake now and exclaimed in surprise, "Madam Liu, that barren old hen is pregnant? That 'Child-Giving Guanyin' painting is actually that effective?"
