Xu Jing was slightly taken aback, momentarily at a loss.
Shen, standing nearby, quickly rushed forward and picked up Xiao Huai'an, gently brushing the snowflakes off his bottom, "Oh dear, Little Lord, there's still snow on the ground, be careful not to catch a chill. Haven't you been waiting every day for your mom and dad to return? Now your mom is back, why are you still crying..."
Xiao Huai'an shook his head vigorously, hiccuping through his sobs, "No! That's not Mom... hic!"
Xianyun turned to the bewildered Xu Jing and sighed, "These days, Lady Cheng often comes to see Little Lord. Seeing that the child is unhappy, she tells him that he just has to patiently count to the forty-fifth day, and his mom and dad will come back. After hearing this from Lady Cheng, Little Lord would count the days from the departure every day just like you saw, today should be the forty-fourth day..."
Xu Jing immediately understood and felt both heartache and pity.
