Fang Ya and He Feng went home and found that the two children had already fallen asleep while Shao Xiang was sitting alone on the stone bench in the courtyard.
"Mom, it's cold at night. Why are you still sitting outside?" Fang Ya asked Shao Xiang. She quickly went into the kitchen and took out a small heater.
Shao Xiang sat on the stone bench and looked at the acacia sapling in front of her. "Unknowingly, this guy has also grown up."
Fang Ya looked at Shao Xiang's somewhat worried look and frowned slightly. "Are you worried about Wu Wei's matter?"
Shao Xiang turned her head to look at Fang Ya, but the corners of her mouth could not be raised easily. "He... I don't know how he's doing either."
Fang Ya looked at Shao Xiang and then turned her head to look at He Feng.
He Feng hurriedly walked forward and said, "Mom, I'll keep us updated on Wu Wei's matter."