In a small house in a family residential area in the county seat.
"What did your mother say? When is she coming?" Zhou Yaping asked, lying on her side. Her belly was so large it made her short of breath.
"My mother didn't say much. But if she comes over, there'll be no one to cook for Little Si." Li Mubo hadn't stopped since he got back. The dishes from his wife and son's meal were still on the table, and he'd rolled up his sleeves to start cleaning the moment he walked in.
"Your mother is really something else. How can a mere girl compare to her own grandson?" Zhou Yaping snorted with contempt. "By the way, did you ask around when you went back? How was that incident with your troublemaker sister handled? What's she doing now? Does the team still want her?"
