She wanted to learn from her father when Ahao might return.
Out of consideration for not worrying her father, Ahao's return home was something she had to speculate about.
"Little Huzi, daddy...."
"Little Huzi, look what mom brought you to eat." Meng Yunhan showed what she was holding to Little Huzi, enticing him.
"Little Huzi, this is mommy, why don't you call her mommy anymore?"
Meng Yunhan knew, she had been away for a month, Little Huzi must have forgotten her, because while children have a good memory, they also forget quickly.
When she left Little Huzi to find Ahao, she had anticipated this outcome.
"Little Huzi, I am your mom, mom."
Little Huzi looked at Grandpa Zhao, and then at Meng Yunhan.
"Dad, this is fruit I brought back. Try it, it is fresh fruit preserved through a special method."
Grandpa Zhao also found it strange, the fruit seemed as if it had just been picked from the tree, preserved through such a unique method.
"What about you guys?"
