"You've gained weight," Hua Xiaomai stared coldly at her face, which had clearly rounded out, "really put on a lot."
"Eh?" Hua Erqiao was startled and hurriedly reached to touch her own cheek, "Can it be, it hasn't been that long... have I really gained weight?"
Hua Xiaomai couldn't be bothered to respond to her question, rolled her eyes, and said, "Firstly, you've gained so much weight, when my nephew is born in the future, the delivery might be difficult and you will suffer. Secondly, you Hua Erqiao, are the genuine 'flower of Fire Knife Village,' famous for your slender figure and willowy waist. Don't say I didn't warn you; if you keep gaining weight, not only will the villagers laugh at you, even your brother-in-law might scorn you!"
Hua Erqiao was indeed frightened and became more restrained. Finally, Hua Xiaomai could rest and freed her hands, heading to the field every day, meticulously tending to the vegetables on those two acres of land.
