Shen Mingzhu immediately called Du Juan on the phone and informed her of the news that Jia Yuemei had given birth to a daughter.
"That's good."
On the other end of the phone, Du Juan's tone was unabashedly joyful, "Mingzhu, send some gift money on our behalf, and I'll pay you back when I return."
"Yeah, that's a small matter. Big sister, how are you feeling?"
From secretly having an IUD removed to the whole process of expecting a second child, Du Juan never hid anything from her.
Counting the days, it was almost three months now.
"Everything else is okay, just that the morning sickness is quite severe, I basically vomit whatever I eat."
Shen Mingzhu comforted her, "Such severe morning sickness often indicates it's going to be a boy."
That was something Feng Huiying from the family courtyard had told her, though she didn't believe it at first.
