"Mom's dream really was outrageous. She made me out to be so impressive." Hua Yunfei went along with Hua Lanshan's words, laughing as he ate.
He knew exactly which two events Hua Lanshan had described.
The first dream was about the Primordial Era, and the second was naturally about the Immortal and God Realms.
What surprised him was that his mother, Wang Qing, had actually dreamed of these things. Could it really be that mothers and sons were connected at heart?
If his mother knew that these things might truly have happened somewhere else, he wondered what her expression would be.
"My son is the best person in the world," Wang Qing said with a smile. She didn't think her son was inferior to anyone.
"Yes, yes, yes. Mom, don't keep putting food in my bowl. You should eat, too." Hua Yunfei picked up a piece of braised pork and placed it in Wang Qing's bowl.
"All right, I'll eat, too." Looking at the braised pork in her bowl, Wang Qing smiled.
But as soon as she put it in her mouth, she started crying as she ate, tears streaming down her face.
"We're eating. What are you doing?" Hua Lanshan understood how Wang Qing felt, but still scolded her.
"I... I can't help it. Our son came home, and the whole family is sitting together to eat again. Something I never even dared to dream of has happened..." Wang Qing kept stuffing braised pork into her mouth, crying her eyes out.
"Ah..." Hua Lanshan shook his head, his own eyes reddening. Yes, who could have imagined it?
Who could have imagined that their son, who had died young, would appear again and sit down to eat with them?
Hua Yunfei comforted Wang Qing, his own eyes reddening without him