"Thank you, Mom!"
Jhiang Yuan felt much comforted and leaned her head on Qin Yue's shoulder.
"I'm really happy, after going through so much, that our family can still be together."
Qin Yue sighed, memories of the past flooding her mind.
So many had perished in these great disasters.
Very few had survived to this day.
Jhiang Yuan's sighs were not without cause.
In her previous life, she had never seen her parents before she died.
They must have encountered misfortune on their travels.
In this life, she came back earlier and brought her elderly parents over.
No matter what problems she faced, she was no longer alone.
Plus, they could help her take care of Xiao Nuan, leaving her without worries for the future.
She truly cherished her current life; despite the dangers ahead, the presence of her family was a form of happiness.
At night, Song Yi returned, but it was late, and he didn't want to disturb her rest, so he didn't come over.
