Yao Yun'er came out of the room with a wide smile on her face, pausing to neatly smooth down the lapel of her dress.
This was the first time Song Jingcheng had ever sent them anything, and a sense of maternal pride and comfort washed over her, as if her child had finally grown up.
She thought to herself: Now that they had suffered all these hardships, it hadn't been entirely in vain. At the very least, Song Jingcheng had learned to be filial to his parents, which was already a wonderful thing.
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