Qin Yunuan didn't know how long she had slept. She only felt that her whole body was soft. Her mind was in a whirl as if she had had a long dream. In the dream, her mother was still alive. Having been pregnant for eight months, she was working hard with needlework under a little lampion.

"Mother, have a rest. I can help you with the needlework."

"The more needlework I do, the more cloth I can buy to make more beautiful clothes for your little brother in my belly. ...