Hearing a woman's voice—and not a normal sort of cry, but something suspiciously suggestive—White Crystal wanted to believe Spring Thirteenth Mother.
But she simply couldn't believe it.
How was she supposed to believe that?
Any normal person who heard Spring Thirteenth Mother say that would never believe it. It was too absurd; it was simply too difficult to believe.
It was absurdity opening the door for absurdity's mother—absurd beyond all reason. How could anyone believe it?
White Crystal said, "Senior Sister, you're pregnant now, so you're too sensitive. There was no strange woman's voice at all." After speaking, White Crystal could not help looking at Joker. "Joker, did you hear any strange woman's voice?"
Joker shook his head. "No."
Joker had indeed heard a faint sound, but he was not sure whether it was the same sound Spring Thirteenth Mother had heard. But in heaven and earth, nothing was greater than his wife.
Agreeing with his wife could never be wrong.
Even if he wanted to be wrong, that was simply impossible.
Seeing both Joker and White Crystal say so, Spring Thirteenth Mother hesitantly said, "Could it be that I really heard wrong?"
Spring Thirteenth Mother had originally trusted her own ears, but with both White Crystal and Joker saying this, she began to lose confidence.
She had no choice but to wonder whether she had really heard wrong. White Crystal chimed in, "Senior Sister, you must have heard wrong. You're pregnant now, so you're especially sensitive."
"Alright!"
After hearing White Crystal's words, Spring Thirteenth Mother looked at her lower belly. It was now like a huge watermelon.
And one that was ripe enough to fall to the ground at any moment.
She had indeed become somewhat sensitive. It was indeed possible that she had heard wrong.
Guanyin was blasted