Feng Ze was startled by his father's sudden scolding, but he obediently apologized to his mother. "Mother, I'm sorry. I was wrong. I shouldn't have laughed at you. I'll give you all my fish. I'll come back tomorrow and catch more for you, okay?"
Song Yunzhao couldn't quite describe her feelings at that moment. They were complex, touched, and warm.
She crouched down to look at her son and said with a smile, "Of course. Mother will wait for your fish tomorrow. I'm sure they'll be even tastier than today's, because every one will be filled with your love for me."
Feng Ze immediately brightened up. Song Yunzhao had Anshun take Feng Ze back to change his clothes and wash up. This time, Feng Ze didn't refuse. He had gotten the hem of his clothes wet while fishing and was starting to feel uncomfortable.
Though he was a wild child, he liked to be clean.
Feng Ze dashed off in a flash, with Anshun and the others chasing after him.
