Nanluoguxiang Compound No. 95, at the entrance of the front courtyard's east wing room. Late afternoon.
Su Changshun half-slouched in the rickety rattan reclining chair by his doorway like someone without bones, narrowing his eyes to enjoy the last bit of warmth from the setting sun.
Li Xiaomei slowly shuffled toward the house with her huge pregnant belly, while he raised his eyelids halfheartedly. "Wife, take it easy. There's warm water on the table. If you're hungry, grab a pastry first, and when I'm done lounging around... I'll cook for you..."
Chapter 112