Bai Junjun comforted her in return, "It's okay, everything will be all right."
"I just hope Xiao Shan can grow up safely, I ask for nothing else."
Madam Liu glanced at her son by the river, who had a tiger-head-shaped face, a deep love and helplessness evident in her eyes.
At the moment, Bai Sasa and Bai Lingyu were practicing slingshooting by the creek, surrounded by several children who were enviously watching them play.
Normally, it was a common sight for the village kids to play with slingshots. The village chief even discussed with the villagers about saving up some money to send the kids to school, hoping they might become scholars and eventually escape the hunter's status.
Madam Liu had also fantasized about the days when Xiao Shan would become a scholar.
But now, Madam Liu dared not think about it anymore.
She didn't know when these troubled times would end, and she had given up on hopes of promotion, wealth, and living comfortably.
