"Dream on! Just send someone to take us to the Miao Mountains, hurry up! It's so cold today, Pear Blossom can't stand it." Ma Linghua immediately became distressed again.

"Phew..." Li Panmei breathed a sigh of relief, but dared not show it. "Okay, Mom! You wait here, I'll send someone to pick you up right away."

"Fine! When I came here, I just looked at the prettiest one in the crowd, and that's me," Ma Linghua said with a smug look.

Li Panmei; "…………………………"

He hadn't seen his mother for over a decade, so who knows what she looks like? But he could call his father to ask if there were any photos or anything like that.

Li Zhongguo received the call and remained silent...

“Panmei! Your mother is as beautiful as ever. She’s the most beautiful woman in the crowd, and she’s very easy to recognize.”

Li Panmei; "…………………………"

Could it be that his father doesn't have a photo either?

"Dad, you don't have a picture of Mom, do you?" Li Panmei asked tentatively.

Li Zhongguo; "…………………………"

I was really upset. Doesn't he have any pride?

"Why are you asking so many questions? Don't you even recognize your own mother? Should I call her and have her tell you herself?" Li Zhongguo's voice was somewhat gloomy.

“No! No need! Father, I know, how could I not remember what Mother looks like? That’s impossible,” Li Panmei said hurriedly.

"Alright, I'm going to sleep. Don't call me all the time unless it's important. I'm not a kid anymore, talking to you makes me feel several years older. Bye."

Honestly, you little rascal, don't let him miss his beauty sleep.