"If only," sighed Ya Family with a sigh, her heart not optimistic after all these years.
The Dong Family lineage was thinning, and the mother-in-law had waited over a decade after having an elder son before she became pregnant again and gave birth to a daughter. But unexpectedly, the infant was stolen and sold by a servant just after her first month. Though they severely punished the servant, the little aunt vanished without a trace. Thirty years have passed, and the Dong Family has never given up the search, though hope dwindled with each passing day...
Ya Family felt guilty too; she had been married to her husband for so many years, producing only one daughter with mental disabilities. Yet, her husband had never despised her for this, nor had he taken a concubine, not even a maidservant to share his bed. She truly was the sinner of the Dong Family.
"Alright, don't think about it anymore. You're tired from the journey too. Rest up," Dong Wenming patted his wife's shoulder.