She sighed, comforting herself and expressing her understanding.

Auntie feels so sorry for Xiao Tong.

She opened the lunch box, prepared the meal for Song Li, and then gently called her to eat.

Song Li looked very haggard, lowered her eyes and shook her head: "I have no appetite. Eat it yourself."

Liu Zhiyuan comforted him,

“Aunt, Xiao Tong needs your care now. After you came, at least she didn’t suppress her emotions. So, you have to eat more to take care of her.”

This reason successfully convinced Song Li.

She carefully put Yatong down.

After covering Yatong with the quilt, she sighed helplessly, then looked up at Liu Zhiyuan beside her.

Only then did he notice the slightly bulging belly under Liu Zhiyuan's loose clothes.

She was a little surprised and looked a little unnatural: "How many months is the baby?"

Liu Zhiyuan smiled, "Almost five months!"

Song Li suddenly said, "Time flies."

Liu Zhiyuan nodded, "Yes, Auntie, please eat first."

The two of them just sat on the sofa and ate.

Seeing her aunt's haggard face, Liu Zhiyuan kept picking up food for her.

"Auntie, eat more. Don't feel too bad."

There was a complex flash at the bottom of Song Li's lowered eyes, and she avoided her eyes a little.

"Thank you, eat more yourself. The baby in your belly needs nutrition."

Liu Zhiyuan responded obediently: "Yes, I know."

Song Li ate her meal, but it tasted bland.

Seeing Liu Zhiyuan's usual smile, she sighed and apologized.

"Xiao Yuan, I was a little excited just now. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be mean to you. I have watched Xiao Tong grow up since he was a child.

She was born the same year as Xiao Ling, but she looks so frail. How could this not make me feel bad?