Chapter 48 Although I didn't see it, I'm sure _1

Just as warmth returned to An Jing's eyes, she heard footsteps, steady and sure. With just a brief listen, she knew it was her man, carrying water back home. A smile immediately graced her lips.

Picking up the wooden stick that lay aside, An Jing slowly walked to the kitchen doorway, leaning on the stick. Just in time, she saw her husband pouring two pails of water into the tank.

Probably hearing her footsteps, her husband had turned around to look at her when she reached the doorway, and then, he continued pouring water into the tank.

An Jing pursed her lips before she spoke, "Hehua was here just now, she said your mother asked you to go back home."

"Not going." Two words, crisp and clear, without any hesitation or doubt.

It wasn't 'not going back,' but 'not going.'

An Jing grasped the implication; she knew that for Changyi, here was his true home.