Even a tigress does not eat its cubs, and yet, the Xu family's maternal relatives are truly heartless, abandoning Xu alone without even leaving her any food. Yu Xiaolian simply could not imagine what it feels like to eat rice husks.
"Is my boy Hu doing well down south? Did your uncle get him a stepmother? Is that stepmother kind to him? Hu is fifteen this year; has the family arranged any marriage for him?" Xu asked urgently, desperately wanting to know about her son's recent life.
Yu Xiaolian replied, "Hu is doing well. He is currently attending the academy. As for marriage, no arrangements have been started yet. He said he wants to wait until he's eighteen to discuss marriage, and the family respects his wishes."
"Academy? Studying?" Xu's eyes welled up with tears of excitement. Had her son become a scholar?
"Hu thinks of you. He asked me to bring you money," Yu Xiaolian said, taking three taels of silver from her pocket and handing it to Xu.
