A beautiful woman in a purple robe was carefully cleaning the table inside a small wooden hut. Her face was flawless, with eighty percent resembling Lin Xinyao. If Yun Lintian were here, he would immediately know right away that she was Lin Xinyao's mother, Yue Xiurong.
Creak…
The wooden door was open, and a handsome man walked into the hut with a bunch of firewood on his back and a pack of mooncakes on his right arm.
When Yue Xiurong heard this, she turned to look at him with a charming smile. "Welcome back."
The man, Lin Zixun, put the firewood down and smiled at his wife. "Thank you for your hard work."
Yue Xiurong glanced at the mooncake in Lin Zixun's hand, and a touch of sadness appeared in her eyes as she knew why her husband bought the mooncake today. It was because today was their daughter's birthday.
