Chapter 493: What If You Can't Carry Him/It?_1

As for whether An Jing prefers sour or sweet, Xiao Changyi wasn't really concerned, what he cared about was, "Being able to eat is a blessing."

As long as his wife could eat, it didn't matter whether it was sweet or sour.

Upon hearing this, An Jing immediately laughed, "You didn't manage to fatten me into a little pig before, maybe you'll succeed this time."

Xiao Changyi looked at An Jing, who only had a bulging belly and whose body hadn't gained weight anywhere else recently, and uttered one word, "Doubtful."

An Jing laughed even harder, saying, "If I really do get fat like a pig, what will you do if you can't carry me? Have people lift me?"

Xiao Changyi: "..."

An Jing imagined herself being carried like a pig and immediately felt a chill, quickly moving the conversation along, she said, "When Meng Lanqing comes, we'll ask him for a thousand taels. Youbao said he paid him twenty-seven thousand taels a few days ago; he couldn't have spent it all so quickly."