That night, Mrs. Chen didn't eat much.
Yun Jiao finished her own tasks and deliberately entered Mrs. Chen's room, taking her hand and saying, "Mother, are you worried?"
Mrs. Chen nodded after a long while, "I won't hide it from you, my heart is very unsettled."
"You also saw it; the clothes Sanlang wore as a child were of silk, and the wrapping cloth was even of brocade. Sanlang must have been born into a wealthy family, but for some reason he got lost."
"Sooner or later, Sanlang will definitely want to go home."
"I, I've always known that Sanlang wants to go home, and my heart feels very uneasy."
Yun Jiao held her hand, "What are you worried about? Even if Sanlang follows his biological parents, you still have me."
"I won't leave you alone."
Mrs. Chen listened to Yun Jiao and unexpectedly smiled, "You silly girl, aren't you going to get married?"
"Alright, Mother understands your heart."
