Zhulan, hearing footsteps, saw Chang Zhi rushing into the hall. Fearing he might fall, she hurriedly said, "Walk slowly, watch your step."
Chang Zhi, upon hearing his mother's tender voice, slowed his pace and looked carefully at her. A smile appeared on his face; it was truly good to see his mother safe. He felt very apologetic, "Mother, I remembered you were due to give birth, and I had counted the days, but I was delayed on the way. I'm sorry I couldn't come back to be with you."
There was kindness in Zhulan's eyes. This child might not be adept at handling worldly affairs, but he still thought of his family. She beckoned him, "Come here, let your mother have a good look at you."
Chang Zhi's face turned a bit red; he was really not good at expressing himself, "Mother."
Zhulan held Chang Zhi's arm, "You've lost weight and grown taller. In the blink of an eye, Chang Zhi has grown up."
