The carriage traveled for almost half an hour before stopping in a secluded alley.
Shen Yinning lifted the curtain to take a look.
Sun Miaoniang was sitting in the courtyard, holding little Fang Ge'er as they basked in the sunlight. A woman in her forties walked in carrying a plate of dumplings, chatting casually, "It's only been a few days, but I swear that little Ge'er has grown again!"
Sun Miaoniang looked at her child with a gentle smile. "Children grow up quickly, after all."
"These are dumplings I made this morning, stuffed with shepherd's purse and pork. I've brought you some to try." The woman sat down on a small stool and teased Fang Ge'er, adding lightheartedly, "Miaoniang, you've got such striking features and even bore a healthy boy, but your husband still doesn't seem to care much for the family? He only comes back every couple of days—could it be he's keeping a mistress outside?"
