Yan Zao reigned in her emotions for the moment and walked towards Yan Yuanjing's room.
She found the cabinet, pulled open its doors, and crouched down to start rummaging through the contents.
Seeing her with her big belly crouching down, which seemed strenuous, Xu Meihong was worried that something might go wrong. She asked, "What are you looking for? I'll find it for you."
Yan Zao had searched thoroughly but couldn't find the item she was looking for. "Have you seen a gray scarf?"
Right then, Yan's father returned. He stood at the door of the room, and Xu Meihong, pointing at the scarf around his neck, asked Yan Zao, "Is that the one around your dad's neck?"
"I saw that scarf lying in your cabinet for a long time; it's for men, isn't it? Were you knitting it for your dad but didn't get around to giving it to him..."
Yan Zao looked at the gray scarf, her lips twitching silently, "..."
She said nothing, and the atmosphere grew tense. Xu Meihong asked, "What's wrong?"