Mother Qi cried for a long time before she stopped, as the door remained firmly shut, her heart began to panic.
This panic had occurred once before, during the quarrel over the New Year. The attitude displayed by Taiguo then was the same as it was now, no, even more unsettling than before.
She had a feeling as if her son was drifting further and further away from her.
Mother Qi felt at a loss, her hands and feet restless, and she felt a deep sense of injustice.
Wasn't it all just to hold a grandchild? Could it be worth all this? Her own son, for whom she had gone through the pains of childbirth, had he stopped caring for his mother just for the sake of his wife?
As Mother Qi thought this, she stared hopelessly at the closed door, which remained unmoved, her eyes reddening again.
"Mom, come back to my place first," urged Qi Fenglian.
Mother Qi opened her mouth, wanting to refuse: this was her son's home; why should she be driven out?
