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Soaking up the long-missed warmth of the sun, Nanzhi felt a new lightness in her entire being.

Shengsheng was a good child, and though Ma Po helped look after him on regular days, the absence of milk powder here made it hard for her to find a wet nurse for him. Constantly having to wake up to feed him was somewhat exhausting.

"Sister Nanzhi, perhaps you should go back indoors. We wouldn't want you to catch a cold."

Holding Shengsheng, Shen Miaomiao found herself unconsciously lowering her voice.

"The sun is warm today, there's no need to worry about catching a cold."

Nanzhi squinted her eyes, basking in the sunlight on her face.

"Sister Nanzhi, I'm a bit worried, why hasn't there been any news from him for such a long time?"

A trace of sorrow crossed Shen Miaomiao's face.

He initially told them that once they had resolved matters in Huaiyang, they would rush back with food supplies. However, so much time has passed and there's not been a single piece of news.