Madam Zhou was unable to move easily, so she leaned against the couch, with several large welcoming pillows propped behind her and needed someone to support her to stay seated.
"Old sir, please forgive my lack of manners for not being able to rise to express my gratitude to you." With a smile at the corner of her mouth, Madam Zhou addressed Old Mr. Meng: "Wufu is a fortunate child to have you as her mentor. From now on, I entrust her to your care, sir."
Listening to her weak voice, Old Mr. Meng felt a pang of sorrow and his lips moved: "You, you're clearly about to enjoy happiness, how come... sigh."
Madam Zhou gently caressed her belly and said, "My blessings are not enough."
Old Mr. Meng glanced at her abdomen, knowing she had lost all vitality because of the child—difficult childbirth was something few women could withstand. That she could sustain herself until now was due to the combined efforts of several physicians and her own determination.
