Cheng Su was busy dealing with business affairs, while Mother Qi, who stayed in Qing City for the holiday, was busy going to the temple to pray. Her excuse was to make offerings for good luck during the festival, but everyone knew her main purpose was for Xiao Qi.
In order to hold Xiao Qi, Mother Qi's devotion to the Bodhisattva was exceptionally sincere. Arriving at the temple, she supported herself with crutches, making her way slowly into the temple, kneeling, burning incense, donating oil—utterly genuine in her faith.
When Cheng Su returned home, her in-laws were not back yet, only her own parents were there.
"Waaah."
As soon as Qi Xiaoqi saw her, he began to cry with a pouty mouth, looking pitiful.
"What's wrong? Hungry?" Cheng Su took her son from Father Cheng's hands and asked him, "Hasn't he eaten?"
