Ning Fengnian was originally happily admiring the thriving scenery in his field today. Just as he was comparing the rice in his field with others, he suddenly heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice from the side.
"Fengnian…"
He said that it was familiar because he had heard Old Madam Ning's voice for many years. He said that it was unfamiliar because it was rare for her to be so careful.
Ning Fengnian sighed. Then, he realized that when he saw his stepmother again, the panic that lingered in his heart and the lowliness that he used to feel all year round had long disappeared. What replaced it was boredom and resistance.
"Mother, why are you looking for me?"
