Although Tong Yao knew that her father would surely find a way to find the child, her heart could not rest until she saw the child.
Wen Yun felt sorry for Tong Yao. Except for when the child was hungry and needed to be fed, she did all the chores such as changing diapers and holding the child, asking Tong Yao not to exert herself.
Sister Zheng came back from shopping and made a pot of bone soup. Tong Yao only drank a small bowl of soup before she lost her appetite.
Seeing Tong Yao only drink a small bowl and then stop, Sister Zheng asked, "Is the soup not to your taste? If you want to drink other soups, I can go shopping and make it for you."
Tong Yao shook her head gently, "Sister Zheng, there's no need to trouble yourself. I'm just worried about the child so I don't have an appetite."
Hearing this, Wen Yun sighed. She had said many comforting words but she also understood that nothing she could say would make a difference until the child was found.