After the Women's Director left, a silence fell over the Xiao family home.
"I never imagined our second son was so capable." Mrs. Xiao's eyes were red, overjoyed that her son had landed such a good job.
Mr. Xiao turned and glared impatiently at his wife. "So what if he's capable? He's been adopted out. Do you really expect him to be filial to you now that he's successful? Stop daydreaming." Over the years, Mr. Xiao had come to see things clearly. It was as if they had raised their second son for nothing. Once he was adopted out, he truly stopped acknowledging his birth parents. And even though Mr. Xiao was his biological father, he was powerless when it came to his second son. All he could do was adopt an "out of sight, out of mind" attitude and pretend the boy didn't exist.
"Why shouldn't he be filial? Even if he was adopted out, you're still the one who gave birth to him, Mother." Zhao Fengfeng, on the kang tending to her child, had been listening intently to her in-laws.
