Song Fanxing nodded emphatically.
Of course she knew this.
In particular, we need to be wary of her breastfeeding side.
If Old Lady Song knew she had such a good thing, she would definitely snatch it away.
This necklace was worth tens of dollars back then, a huge sum of money.
She was relieved that Fang Jie hadn't suggested taking the necklace away and selling it.
After all, her family was struggling to make ends meet, so she didn't even consider taking the necklace.
Fang Jie picked up the bowl and said, "Xingxing, it's time to eat. Mom will feed you."
When Song Fanxing looked at it, it was a bowl of corn porridge, so clear that you could hardly see any corn kernels.
Fang Jie scooped up a spoonful and fed it to Song Fanxing's mouth.
"Star, eat quickly."
Song Fanxing knew how poor this family was, so she didn't complain and ate bite by bite.
I glanced up casually and saw my two older brothers staring at the bowl, swallowing hard.
When Fang Jie tried to feed her again, Song Fanxing shook her head.
"Mom, I'm full."
Fang Jie frowned.
"Xingxing, why did you eat so little? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, Mom, I'm full after eating just a little."
Fang Jie assumed that she had just woken up and her stomach had not yet recovered, so she handed the bowl to the Song Yaohui brothers.
"You two eat, there's still a bowl left in the pot, you two can each have one bowl."
Song Yaohui said, "Mom, you eat this bowl. Yaohua and I will eat what's in the pot."
After saying that, he and Song Yaohua quickly left.
Fang Jie knew that her two sons were well-behaved and sensible, and she felt sorry for them.
I happily ate the corn porridge my daughter left behind.
Song Fanxing sighed, "This family is so poor."
Then Fang Jie took the bowl out to wash it.
Song Fanxing lay down, took out the jade pendant, held it in her hand, and closed her eyes to feel it.
In a flash, her consciousness was transported to a beautiful paradise.
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