Yingbao and Wei Zhan watched the carriage disappear into the distance, only then did they return to the mansion holding Wumei's hand.
Wumei was swiftly walking into the room and helping her aunt sit on a high chair, tiptoeing to get a piece of fruit from the table, she handed it to her aunt: "Auntie, have a fruit to quench your thirst."
Yingbao accepted the loquat from Wumei with a heavy heart, "Thank you Wumei, you eat too."
Wumei nodded and brought another one to Wei Zhan. Only then did she peel off the yellow-orange skin of the loquat, took a bite, and it was incredibly fresh and sweet.
He sat by the Arhat couch, happily swinging his legs with cheerful mood.
The days passed by one by one.
It was quickly coming to the end of October.
There were no signs of labour even a few days past her due date, Yingbao hadn't shown any signs of giving birth.