He sat up and decided to bother Zhang Shouyi. He was restless and wanted to get him to share some of the burden.

Zhang Shouyi showed his wife the letter, read it, and then laughed. She was still just a child; no matter how clever and capable she was, her age was still a factor.

After rambling on and on, Zhang Shouyi realized that his wife was scared, and he felt a little resentful towards himself.

"Honey, didn't you notice that I sent you the photos?"

Zhang Hongmei took it out and immediately became happy. These were photos of villas in Liujiatun. The first house was the old lady's. From the photo, it looked very imposing.

The second picture is of an old lady sitting at the door.

There was also a letter from an old woman. Zhang Hongmei read it while crying. She missed home.

Zhang Shouyi hadn't received a letter from his wife for quite some time, and he knew that the girl must be reading it.

He must have cried again. Then he wrote a letter to his wife: "Honey, I'm going back tonight to have dinner with Zhao Haozheng. The boat will come to pick him up the day after tomorrow."

Aunt Li has prepared a lot of things for you. This young man is going to have a hard time.”

After crying her fill, Zhang Hongmei put away the letters and photos. Then she brought out Zhang Shouyi's letter.

Zhao Haozheng is finally coming back. Anyone with a brain knows that with someone supporting the Zhao family's textile factory, it's bound to thrive. Plus, Wang Ying is helping to look after it; there won't be any major problems.

He decided not to write to Zhang Shouyi anymore, not wanting to delay his business, so he simply took out a book and started reading.

The next morning, Zhang Hongmei went to the yard to practice Tai Chi as usual. Zeng Zhongkang bought breakfast after running back, and the three of them ate together.

"Zhang Hongsheng, here's a thousand. You two go to the mall to buy some supplies. Eat out for lunch. I'll go home and wait for my ID."

If we have enough time this afternoon, we'll go to the farm.

Zhang Hongsheng accepted the money without ceremony, saying, "Thank you, Madam."

Carlos knew Zhang Hongmei was in a hurry, so he went straight to the police station that morning.

"Carlos, you don't need to go. I can handle it. I have a few acquaintances. I'll deliver it to Hongmei after it's done."

"Okay, Dad, you can go too."

Last night, the father and son discussed this person, and they both believed that this person was the one who dealt with the second prince.

The two were very puzzled. How did they know? A phone call wouldn't work, and other methods weren't something an ordinary person could do.

The two eventually guessed that the message might have come from country Y. After all, they could communicate with country X.

When Zhang Hongmei drove home, only Cai Peilin was in the living room.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Hongmei come in. "Did your friend make the arrangements?"

"Yes, I asked Zeng Zhongkang to accompany me."

"Okay, I'll go next door then. Call me if you need anything."

"Okay, you go ahead and get busy, I'm fine here."

I went to Wang Xinyi's room. Ningning was awake and lying on the bed, scratching her head wildly. It was quite amusing to watch.

Wang Xinyi has some ideas about raising children. Ningning is not even a month old, but she's already very healthy and has gained a lot of weight. She looks especially adorable.

"Where's your friend? Why didn't you bring him back?"

“Zeng Zhongkang took him to buy clothes, and Carlos helped him get identification. I sent him to the farm, otherwise he wouldn’t know how to do anything else.”

Is this a good idea?

"There's no other way. He doesn't speak the local language and he's not very strong, so we'll just have to send him to the farm."

"Then please take good care of him."

"Okay, was Ningning good today?"

Wang Xinyi's face was full of smiles, and the maternal radiance she exuded was simply divine.

"This child is very well-behaved. He doesn't cry when he peees or poops; he just whimpers. Even when I don't have breast milk, he can wait for me to make formula. He doesn't cry loudly at the drop of a hat."

"Aunt Wang, if you're too tired, please hire another person. Don't overwork yourself."

“I’m not tired. Your Uncle Zhao gets up every night. I just breastfeed. When the baby gets older and I’m too busy, then I’ll look for another one.”

"You should find someone sooner so that your child can adapt."

"Okay, I'll tell your Uncle Zhao when I get back."

"You rest, I'll go upstairs and read for a while."

Zhang Hongmei was actually very anxious, but there was nothing she could do but wait.

Actually, she didn't know what she was in such a hurry for.

I just couldn't concentrate on reading. So I went downstairs to the kitchen. Shen Yunfang was making chicken soup today.

"Hongmei, the chicken soup is ready. Would you like a bowl?"

Zhang Hongmei shook her head. "Aunt Chen, I don't want it. I don't like chicken soup. What are we having for lunch?"

"I'd like to make pancakes. What would you like to eat?"

Zhang Hongmei shook her head again, truly not knowing what to eat. This is a good life; thinking back to when she first arrived, she had to eat only a token amount of coarse grains. Now she can eat whatever she wants. She should cherish this blessing.

"What do you need me for?"

"No need, I'll start making pancakes in a bit. You should go out and play, there's too much smoke and fumes here."

Zhang Hongmei sat down, turned on the TV, and watched Bugs Bunny. She loved the movie when she was a child, but back then it was dubbed, which was a different experience from watching it now.

The phone rang, and Zhang Hongmei picked it up.

"Hongmei, it's me. My ID has been issued. Come to my house, I have something to tell you."

“Okay, Godfather, I’ll be right there.”

Zhang Hongmei immediately felt relieved. As long as she had identification, she would be allowed to live here without having to hide.

"Aunt Chen, I'm going to Annie's house today and won't be back for lunch."

"Okay, I understand. I'll let Sister Wang know in a bit."

When Zhang Hongmei arrived at McKinsey's house, the maid opened the door for her early, unlike at her own home where she had to get out and open the door herself before she could drive the car in.

Beth came out to greet them and saw Zhang Hongmei. "Your godmother is in the flower room, let's go and see her too."

"Is the greenhouse being used now?"

"Yes, some of the more expensive flowers have already been moved in."

The two men entered the greenhouse, chatting and laughing. Huang Meihua was loosening the soil and fertilizing the flowers. They saw the father and son come in.

"You can just sit there. I'll make you some tea in a bit."

“Hongmei, this person can withstand scrutiny. I’ve also prepared a file for him. Take it back in a bit and let him remember it.”

"Thank you, godfather."

"It's not a big deal, it's just how you're going to handle him?"

"Let him go work on the farm; that's a good place for him."

"Okay. As long as you've arranged it. Also, news came back from Country Y: the Second Prince and his wife have divorced."

"Oh? Why?"

"They say it's about seeking true love, but I don't think it's that simple. The Second Prince's wife is in very poor condition."

"Heh, it's always like this, they always use people who have no ability to resist as rafts."

"There's nothing we can do about it. We can't find out how it happened at all. Even the Second Prince can't explain it."