Lin Fengying had to weed the fields early in the morning, so she didn't return home until the sun was up. Breakfast was served late. She had just bitten into her mixed-grain pancake when Tong Yao walked into the yard.
For a moment, she was speechless. When she realized who it was, she quickly called out to Tong Yao to come inside. "Yaoyao, have you eaten? Why are you alone? Didn't Xiaochen come with you?" It had been more than a month since she had last seen her elder son, and although Lin Fengying wouldn't admit it, she missed him deeply.
When Si Xiaohui saw Tong Yao, she snorted disdainfully and continued eating her pancake without standing up. It was clear from her expression that she did not like Tong Yao.
Si Boyi, on the other hand, blushed. He had not been expecting Tong Yao to return abruptly, and he had not changed out of his dirty work clothes covered in grass stains, which were a stark contrast to Tong Yao's clean and neat attire.
