"Yeah, if mom's so pretty, she must like pretty flowers too," Qing Yi affirmed.
"If we plant those pretty flowers, will mom come back earlier to see An'an and dad?" the little one asked, full of anticipation.
Qing Yi nodded, "She will. If mom knows An'an has planted such beautiful flowers at home, she'll definitely come back to be with An'an and dad sooner."
Qing Yi's words gave the little one a hope and expectation he'd never felt before. He naively believed that planting beautiful flowers would bring mom back.
Seeing the little one so happy, with eyes sparkling, Qing Yi said to him, "When everything's filled in here in a couple of days, Uncle Qing Yi will buy lots of flower seeds and seedlings, and we can plant them together, alright?"
"Alright." The little one nodded vigorously.
At night
Jun Moyan noticed that tonight the little one was even happier than when playing with Shangguan Yu at the military district. Curiously, he asked the child, "What's making you so happy?"
