Ji Weidong's wife chuckled and responded to her, "It's not early anymore. The sooner the baby is born, the happier your father will be."
"At your age, all you ever think about are your children and holding your grandchildren. You have no fresh pursuits whatsoever." Ji Mingyue complained about the lady of the Ji family across from her, then reached out to pick up a bowl of black, thick, sticky food from the table and placed it in front of Ji Anning, "Ji Anning, eat more of this, pig brain, it's really nourishing. Hurry up and give me a big fat grand-nephew, so I can be the youngest grandmother."
Ji Anning had been intending to examine the dark substance in the bowl, but as soon as Ji Mingyue mentioned 'pig brain,' her stomach suddenly churned tumultuously.
"Ugh!"
Unable to suppress it, she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, turned to the side, and vomited onto the floor.
Everything she had eaten earlier came right back up.
