Just as Yuejin's mother was showing Feng Qingxue out with a thousand words of gratitude, they ran into Lu Jiang, who had come to pick her up.
"Oh, Ajiang is here to pick you up again? He really can't stop worrying about you, huh!" Yuejin's mother couldn't help but tease.
Feng Qingxue's face turned pink, she pulled her grey scarf up to cover half her face, "Auntie, you really shouldn't tease us. Xibao must be missing me because he brought Xibao to look for me." Even if Lu Jiang missed her, she had to say it was on Xibao's behalf, because, in this era, expressions of affection between men and women were not allowed to be too conspicuous.
"Ahah!" Xibao was happily perched on Lu Jiang's neck, his cheerful squeals corresponding to his mother's words. As for his father, he was being assaulted by the small chubby hands that didn't hesitate to reach out for her as soon as his mother's figure came into sight.