Gu Qingyao really could not bear to let him go, but she knew that he had to leave. So she could only nod and say "Um".
Today's weather was pretty good. Although it was still very cold, there had been a frost that morning. Gu Qingyao watched as Mo Beihan carried her bundle and left, picking his way along the frosty road.
There was a train station in town. Mo Beihan had prepared for his departure long ago.
His uncle, Jiang Feng, sent him off in his ox cart. When he saw that Mo Beihan was rather quiet, he thought that Mo Beihan was still angry, so he said, "Beihan, don't mind your grandma. She's old and set her ways. Just pretend that you didn't hear anything."
Mo Beihan's grandmother was a very powerful old lady.
The old woman had been strongly in favor of Jiang Yingqiu marrying Mo Beihan's father.
