Zhao Xiaoxiao's booming voice had just woken all the mothers up.
When they heard that Jiang Siming was awake, his stepmothers instantly lost all their drowsiness. One after another, they opened their doors and rushed downstairs in slippers and pajamas.
When they saw Jiang Siming in the kitchen, they took turns rushing over to give him loving hugs and kisses.
The time spent just hugging and kissing was enough for Jiang Siming's dough to turn into a lump.
Li, who was the last to come downstairs, was somewhat surprised by the happy, warm scene below.
There had never been such an atmosphere at home while Jiang Siming was in seclusion.
Although all the women got along harmoniously, they had always seemed distracted. Every day, all they talked about was Jiang Siming.
Li had nearly developed calluses from hearing it so often.
Now that Jiang Siming was awake, the atmosphere at home had suddenly become more lively than ever. Looking at how happy and ecstatic everyone was downstairs, Li thought, So this must be what love looks like.
Once breakfast was ready, the whole family sat together to eat.
Jiang Siming sat in the seat of honor, which had been empty for more than twenty days.
All the women in the family sat beside him in succession.
Li very consciously sat in the last row. When she saw Jiang Siming, her expression became somewhat strange, as if she had recalled the awkwardness in the bathroom last night.
Jiang Siming, however, did not notice her. He was holding Xiao Luoyu in his arms and feeding his precious daughter porridge.
He did not need to feed himself, either. His wives took turns feeding him breakfast, while he only had to feed his daughter.
The family chatted and laughed around the dining table. With