"Young mistress, the young master has sent a letter."
Bai Zhi cheerfully entered the courtyard holding a family letter.
"Young mistress, let me take care of the little brother so you can read the letter."
"Alright." Chun Nuan handed her son Yuanyuan to Bai Zhi: "He might get hungry soon; let the wet nurse feed him."
"Yes."
Bai Zhi carried the little brother to the adjoining room where she saw the wet nurse folding clothes for him.
"Sister Chen, the young mistress said the little brother might be hungry."
"Alright, right away."
Sister Chen immediately set down the clothes to wash her hands, then took the child from Bai Zhi's arms, lovingly stroking his face.
In six months, this child had been nursed into a plump and well-behaved baby.
"Sister Chen, you should feed the little brother; I'll head out now."
"Go ahead, the little fellow will fall asleep while eating."
Bai Zhi nodded; this wet nurse was reliable, and she felt at ease leaving the little brother in her care.
