Su Ying had already knelt down and opened her arms to welcome her precious little ones.
The two little ones immediately threw themselves into her arms.
"Mother, Mother, Mother!" The older toddler Ji hugged Su Ying's neck tightly, and as he called out to her repeatedly, he started sobbing.
"Mother, where did you go? Big Brother and I miss you so much. Boo hoo hoo…" The younger toddler Ling pouted her tiny mouth and began crying.
Su Ying's heart ached terribly when she saw their pitiful expressions. "Be good, be good. Mother was trapped in the wildfire and couldn't rush back quickly. Now Mother is back. Don't cry, don't cry."
For the past two to three days, everyone had been trying to put out the fire on the slope and looking for Su Ying. Almost no one had a good rest, including the two children.
