"Is he hungry? Who won't let you feed him?" The fat woman said in a cold voice impatiently.

"Nursing?" The woman stared at her suddenly when she heard this, suppressed anger flashed across the corner of her mouth, and her voice was still very low, "Mom, do I still have milk? Didn't you ask me to give the milk to Xia Zhengjun just now?"

"Oh, what are you talking about? Are you blaming me for having no milk for the child?" This person is none other than Bai Shan's mother-in-law Qian Fengying. 

Bai Shan actually accused her? 

She immediately got up from the bed, walked a few steps in front of Bai Shan, put her hands on her hips, and looked at Bai Shan condescendingly, "What's wrong with Junjun? Junjun is growing up, and all of us are tight when we eat and drink. What do you mean by saying that? Are you trying to make our Junjun hungry?" 

"I didn't mean that!" Bai Shan looked at the face that was full of evil towards her. She has been enduring it all because of her beloved husband.

"Mom?" For Xia Zhengjun now, the only thing he is eagerly waiting is the delicious milk at night, which is slightly sweet, much better than dry food. When Qian Fengying talked to Bai Shan with his big voice, he woke up with Yao Wanyan.