After Mrs. Han finished speaking, she sat directly on the ground, bawling her eyes out. Su Xiaowan frowned, feeling rather unhappy. Your youngest son left on his own account. What does that have to do with my Han Dongchen? Han Dongchen has done his best. When we were at home, I used to hear Han Dongchen calling his comrades, asking about your son.
Mrs. Han's words implied as if Han Dongchen had not put in enough effort. Susposed to bring your son back? This really made Su Xiaowan irritated, although she didn't show it.
Still, she stepped forward and tried hard to comfort: "Mother, please get up, it's chilly on the ground. Dongchen has been looking for him all along. He has asked many of his comrades for help, in Jiangsu, Guangdong, Zhejiang, and even Hunan. However, finding someone is not that easy, so now..."
