Upon hearing this, Yang Ruoqing quickly handed the painted portrait to Tuoba Xian.

The drawing paper slowly unfolded, and Tuoba Xian's eyes fell on the face of the middle-aged man on the paper...

"hiss……"

She took a deep breath and her pupils shrank severely.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Yang Ruoqing noticed this little anomaly in Tuoba Xian and asked.

Tuoba Xian did not answer Yang Ruoqing, but held the drawing paper and looked at it carefully.

The hand holding the drawing paper couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his whole face became weird.

At this time, not only Yang Ruoqing, but also Luo Fengtang, Luo Tiejiang, Yang Huazhong and Sun in the room also noticed something strange about Tuoba Xian.

Luo Fengtang frowned and came to Tuoba Xian's side.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Do you recognize the person in this portrait?" he asked.

It wasn't until Luo Fengtang asked again that Tuoba Xian came back to his senses.

She raised her head and looked at Luo Fengtang beside her.

"Fengtang, who painted this? Is it accurate?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, then glanced at Yang Ruoqing: "The old man dictated that Qing'er painted it. Qing'er's painting skills are so good, there should be 80% chance that it looks like this!"

"That's it..." Tuoba Xian murmured.

He held the drawing paper tightly with his fingers and pursed his lips.

There was something complex and turbulent in his eyes, surging and undulating.

Beside them, Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other. After spending so long with Tuoba Xian, she has always been graceful, elegant, calm and calm.

She has experienced strong winds and waves, and has been in a high position for a long time. It seems that she will never see these exposed emotions in her eyes.

But at this moment, her emotions could no longer be hidden.

"Mom, do you know the person on the drawing? Tell us quickly!" Yang Ruoqing also came to Tuoba Xian and gently held her hand.

"It's about Chen'er, your grandson. Don't hide it from us!" Yang Ruoqing said again.

Tuoba Xian sighed softly, "This person's face is somewhat similar to an old friend I used to know."

"Old friend?" Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

Tuoba Xian continued: "I haven't contacted you for many years. We are all old. Maybe it's him, maybe it's not. I'm not sure."

"but……"

"If it's really him who saved Chen'er and took Chen'er away."

"Then, we don't have to worry about Chen'er's safety, because he is a kind and upright person!" she added.

Yang Ruoqing frowned: "No matter how kind and upright he is, Chen'er is the son of me and Tang Yazi. We must find him and let him grow up beside us!"

"Qing'er is right!" Luo Fengtang took over, "Mother, uncle, father-in-law, mother-in-law, Qing'er and I have already discussed it on the way back."

"Pack your things tonight, take the baby with you tomorrow morning, and set off for the south!"

Yang Huazhong and others were mentally prepared for the decision to go to the south.

I originally planned to take my two children with me last time, but unexpectedly I lost one of them.

This time Chen'er has clearly been taken to the south, and it is necessary to go there and look for him.

Tuoba Xian said: "Fengtang, Qing'er, take me with you, and I will go to the south with you."

Luo Fengtang was surprised.

"Mom, you'd better stay here. The journey is tiring, and I'm worried that you won't be able to adapt to the climate when you get there."

Tuoba Xian said: "I have lived here for almost two years and am used to the climate in the south. You don't have to worry about me."

"As for the fatigue of traveling and traveling, haha, my granddaughter and baby can bear it, so what do I, a grandmother, have to fear?"

"But, mother..."

"It's nothing, Fengtang, I've made up my mind, don't try to persuade me." Tuoba Xian raised her hand and interrupted Luo Fengtang's words, her attitude was rarely firm.

"I'll go back and pack my things right now, and we'll leave for the south early tomorrow morning!"

After saying these words, Tuoba Xian turned around and hurried back to her room.

Luo Fengtang wanted to chase but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Follow your mother. Maybe she will come with us. She still has her own unfulfilled wish, so don't stop her!" she said.

Luo Fengtang was confused when he heard it, but since Yang Ruoqing had spoken, he would naturally not contradict her.

"Tangyazi, you also go back to the house and have a rest early." Yang Ruoqing said again.

Luo Fengtang asked: "What? You don't go back to rest?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'm leaving tomorrow, and it will probably take several months to come back again after this trip."

"Tonight, I want to take the baby with me, sleep with my mother, and talk," she said.

Luo Fengtang suddenly realized.

He nodded: "Okay!"

Then, he said goodbye to Yang Huazhong and Sun, and went back to his yard next door to rest.

That night, Yang Ruoqing and Sun talked for most of the night, about Chen'er, about the baby, about Yang Ruoqing's own body...

Mrs. Sun warned me for a long time, no matter how detailed it was.

It was not until late at night, when she saw Yang Ruoqing fighting with her eyes, that Sun finally gave up.

At dawn, Yang Ruoqing woke up and found that Sun's figure was no longer on the bed.

My mother rested for at most an hour this night, Yang Ruoqing thought to herself.

After washing up, Mrs. Sun came over.

"Breakfast is ready. Tang Yazi and your mother-in-law are here. Your father is accompanying them in the main room. I'm looking at the baby. You go and have dinner quickly," said Sun.

Yang Ruoqing shook Sun's hand.

At this time, it was a bit cold, and my mother’s hands were a bit ice-cold.

But because she was so busy going in and out, there was a trace of flushing on my mother's face, but there were thick shadows under her eyes, obviously she hadn't slept well.

This made Yang Ruoqing feel sour in her heart.

My parents were worried about themselves too.

"Mom, I'm sorry for making you and dad worry. It's because my daughter is unfilial..." Yang Ruoqing lowered her gaze and whispered.

Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand and stroked Yang Ruoqing's hair.

"Silly girl, are you still saying these things to your own parents?"

"If I really want to say I'm sorry, I should say it. Chen'er was lost here..." Sun said, her eyes turning red again.

Thinking that her daughter, son-in-law, and granddaughters were going away from home today, and it would be unlucky to shed tears, Mrs. Sun quickly turned her head away and forced back her tears.

When she turned around again, a smile appeared on the woman's face.

"Go and eat quickly. When you finish eating later, we will wake the baby up," she said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, turned around and left the room.

…

With the expectations and nostalgia of her parents and relatives, Yang Ruoqing and her party set out on the road to the south.

The transportation team was traveling together, transporting mountain goods, herbs, cotton cloth and other items that had been sorted out some time ago to the south.
Chapter completed!