After closing the door, Yun Jiao crossed through the courtyard but didn't see Jiang Youzhi and his father; she guessed they were talking inside, so she headed straight to the backyard.
Just as she entered, she bumped into Lady Wu walking out. These days, Lady Wu was quite bored, either learning to make clothes for Jiang Youzhi or learning to cook from Guihua.
Her fingers were pierced with countless holes, and the day before, while frying fish, oil splashed on her face, but she didn't mind at all.
Lady Wu smiled at Yun Jiao, "Is the front door closed?"
"Didn't you say the stir-fried pork with chili I made two days ago was quite tasty? I'm going to cook another plate later."
Yun Jiao hurriedly said, "Madam, um, Sanlang's biological father has come."
"He's in the front yard."
Lady Wu's expression changed, "Why is he here? To fight with me over my son?"
Yun Jiao sensed something was off; could it be that the two had divorced?
Or rather, had they separated benevolently?
