Never before had he had such a beautiful sleep; the dream last night was truly overwhelming. He indeed had a sister, and today he could really see his mother and talk to her. He'd lived for so many decades, thinking he was someone who had sprung from a crack in a stone, and this sudden feeling of having a mother was indescribably wonderful.
The woman and the middle-aged man had been at Kind Mother Mountain for more than ten days, waiting for ten days, and finally, the day to see her mother had arrived.
"Qing Er, you didn't do anything behind Dad's back yesterday, did you?"
The woman was questioned by the middle-aged man, who felt that her urging him to rest was a bit suspicious.
"What would I do behind your back, Dad? Qing Er went back with you yesterday, you know that."
The woman pretended to remain calm as she spoke.
If she mentioned meeting Tang Rao, the middle-aged man might get angry and even give his daughter a good talking-to.
