Lu Ruixue looked at her mother, her eyes reddening. She opened and closed her mouth several times before she clumsily knelt down and choked out, "Mother..." full of endless regret and fear.
Wen Xiuqing ran over, helping to lift up Lu Ruixue while sobbing. "You little fool, where did you go all these years?" Looking at her thin, dark-skinned daughter, her heart ached.
Upon hearing the commotion at the front door, everyone in the yard came rushing out.
Gu Xiaobei and the others stood motionless in surprise.
It was Lu Aiguo who reacted first, suggesting, "Let's go inside to talk. The child looks cold."
Wiping her tears, Wen Xiuqing squatted down to look at Lu Ruixue's child, and excitedly cooed, "Ruixue, this is your child, isn't it? Come inside quickly." She then took the child's hand, pulling Lu Ruixue inside with her.
