Mu Bowen and his wife, Madam Fang, rushed back overnight with their eldest son, Mu Feng.
Mu Feng was only five years old this year. His nickname was Yuanyuan, and he was at a most mischievous age. As soon as he got out of the carriage, he rushed into his grandmother's room and threw himself into her arms. He greeted her happily, "Grandmother, I'm back! I'm back!"
Shu Wanniang hugged him happily and smiled. "You're back at the right time. I will bring you to see your aunt."
As Mu Bowen helped his wife into the house, he asked with a smile, "Mother, where's Sister?"
"Your sister and brother-in-law are exhausted from the journey and are still resting. Take a seat first. I'll get someone to wake them up for breakfast." Seeing her grandson looking at her with his round and good-natured eyes, she held his small hand and said, "I'll bring Yuanyuan to see if Little Bear is awake. You guys rest first."
