After Sikong Xiao settled his two sons down, his heart was empty, as if he had burned his bridges.
Madam Xie didn't know about the twists and turns between the father and daughter. Her heart ached for her son who had left home. Just the clothes and utensils he carried with him were packed into three big ox carts. She was afraid that he wouldn't be used to the local food. In addition, she packed a cart full of cured meat, fish, all kinds of food, snacks, and pancakes. She swept through all the shops in Jiankang City.
Even after sending Xiao Baoshu away, he was still calculating what he would get someone to send over in two days. He wanted to pack himself up and leave with his son. How could he have the mood to put it elsewhere?
When he heard Xiao Baoxin's words, he suddenly came back to his senses. Yes, the second wife of the Xiao family was getting married tomorrow. She was marrying Yang Shao, who he had snatched from his daughter.
