The thought of divorce cannot exist.

"Xiaojing, have you gotten used to work yet? Your mom misses you so much she can't even sleep well at night..."

The speaker was Xiaojing's auntie-like neighbor.

Hearing this, Xiaojing smiled broadly, "Really? Auntie, where is my mom?"

She couldn't wait to go home and share the amusing stories from the factory with her family.

The neighbor pointed not far away and said, "Over there."

Once Xiaojing got the precise location, she told Lin Tang and then ran off.

Just thinking about her mom missing her made the young girl incredibly excited.

Lin Lu saw his daughter returning from a distance and raised his voice.

"Tangtang!!"

Seeing her dad waving at her, Lin Tang nodded to the uncles and aunties in the village and started running towards her father.

The ground beneath her feet was covered with thick wheat, slightly slippery but very substantial.

"Dad, I'm home for the holiday," Lin Tang said with a smile.

"It's good you're back. Where's your sister-in-law?" Lin Lu asked.