Juhua's morning grogginess vanished in an instant. Her heart jolted. She hastily stripped the clothes off Banli and shoved his bare little body into the quilt, wrapping him up tightly. She paid no mind to the little one giggling at her as she reached further into the bed. 'Oh, heavens!' A huge patch of the bed was soaked. Cong was lying on the damp quilt, chewing on her fingers! When she saw her mother lean over, she even broke into a grin, unwilling to pull her hand from her mouth—the poor thing was hungry!
'Just how much did this brother-sister pair pee? All they had was milk, so where did all this water come from? No, wait... I gave them some rice water yesterday. I thought it was good for them, very nourishing, so...'
The self-important new mother really wanted to whine and complain to the children's father, but then she remembered she was a mother herself now. 'I should probably knock it off.'
