1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 1031 Mom, your son has come to see you.
Ignoring the chill of early spring, Old Master Xiao knelt down in front of the small grave, touching the soil, and cried like a child: "Chunyi, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have accepted the mission knowing you were pregnant. We promised to take good care of each other."

Xiao Changjiang's eyes were also red: "Mom, your son has come to see you."

After saying that, he knelt down by the grave, his lips trembling so much that he couldn't utter another word. He simply covered his face and began to sob.

Zhang Haitang silently knelt down beside her and arranged the offerings she had brought: "Mother, I am Zhang Haitang, Changjiang's wife. He has cried out for Mother in his dreams several times when he was drunk. I never thought we would meet in this way."

Han Chunyi was born in Shanghai, and later left Shanghai with her family to make a living, but many of the old Shanghai customs have been passed down, such as having her son call her "Mom".

When Han Chunyi had her accident, Xiao Changjiang was already old enough to remember things. The longing he had suppressed for so many years erupted when he heard his wife's words.

The younger generation who followed along were also moved to tears.

Only Xiao Changsheng stood there blankly, staring at the small grave mound: "I never imagined that I was so close to you, yet I knew nothing about you."

After saying that, his eyes also turned red.

Thinking of everything that had happened over the past forty years, and then of the confession that Mr. Xiao had told him about Jiang Huiwen: "Mom, I am Changsheng, the child you protected in your arms until the very end. Unfortunately, due to unforeseen circumstances, I did not return to the place you wanted me to go back to. Fortunately, God smiled upon me and I found Dad."

She started sobbing as she spoke, which made everyone's heart ache.

Indeed, without the arrival of the first snow and so many extraordinary encounters, it would have been difficult for Xiao Changsheng to reclaim his family.

Thinking back on the forty years he spent in the Liu family, and the plot of the book, he was fortunate to have her, this outsider soul. Chu Xue kept wondering, if she hadn't arrived, would Han Huaiming have gone to acknowledge his relatives? Would the Xiao family have discovered his identity? And what would have become of the Xiao family?

Standing to the side, Miao Yiqiu's tears fell like a broken string of pearls: "Sister Chunyi, it's me, Yiqiu, Miao Yiqiu, I, I, I'm sorry, I..."

She ultimately lacked the courage to continue, and after stammering for a while, she said, "Sister Chunyi, you're so smart, you must have guessed it. I don't dare ask for your forgiveness, but my conscience is clear. Yude has been looking for you."

Grandpa Xiao was helped up by his two sons. Xiao Changjiang took out a handkerchief and handed it to him: "Dad, the ground is cold. You will need to arrange everything for Mom from now on. Take care of yourself."

Grandpa Xiao stared at the small grave mound, his heart aching: "Chunyi, I will take you away from here soon."

Seeing the sun setting in the west, Zhang Haitang opened her mouth several times as if to say she was leaving, but seeing the three men with swollen eyes, she couldn't bring herself to speak.

Miao Yiqiu was worried that the old man's health couldn't take it: "Changjiang, the forest is very cold, and it's even colder down the cliff. It's getting late, and it will take quite a while to get down the mountain."

Before his son could persuade him, Old Master Xiao glanced reluctantly at the small grave mound and said, "Let's go."

He had made up his mind. After returning home, he would submit his application, resign from all his duties, and go back to the Xiao family ancestral home. He would first repair the tomb, then renovate the ancestral home. After the tomb was moved during the Qingming Festival, he would stay in the ancestral home permanently and spend a few days with her in a carefree life, which was what they had always longed for.

Xiao Changjiang probably guessed his father's thoughts, but when he glanced at Miao Yiqiu, he looked troubled.

(End of this chapter)