Just as the conversation was happening in the west wing, the east wing wasn't idle either. Over here, Mrs. Fang's mother, Li, was chatting intimately with her daughter.
"Mom, you haven't visited me for a long time. Is everything okay at home? Is little brother's health alright?" Mrs. Fang was also emotional seeing her mother after such a long time.
"Everything is fine! Your brother is hardly needing any medicine now. When your father passed, I was pregnant with your little brother, otherwise, how could your brother's health be so poor? It even dragged you sisters down."
"What are you saying, Mom? Once little brother recovers, marries, and has kids, you can finally relax." Mrs. Fang quickly tried to comfort her mother. Over the years, her mother had worried a lot about them, leaving her hair half-white.
