They had all grown accustomed to falling asleep to the sound of the radio, lying on the kang, eyes closed, it wouldn't be long before they drifted off into dreamland.
Only the second family was still busy and hadn't gone to bed yet.
Zhao Xiaojuan, after feeding Jiang Yuanbin, looked at Zhaodi lying in bed and asked with concern, "Zhaodi, why didn't you eat meat at noon today? Are you feeling unwell?"
Zhao Xiaojuan remembered that Zhaodi usually loved meat the most, yet today, she didn't even pick up a piece with her chopsticks, which was a bit abnormal.
Zhaodi feigned illness, covering her belly, and took the chance to say, "Hmm, mom, I'm indeed not feeling well and don't want to eat anything greasy."
"Where does it hurt? Let mom massage it for you," Zhao Xiaojuan said as she reached out to rub her.
"No need, mom, it's nothing serious, I'll be fine after a sleep," Zhaodi quickly said, pretending, as she didn't want her mom to worry.
