Ever since he started training at the martial arts ground, Xiao Mo had gotten up at the mao hour every morning, when dawn had barely broken.
But Zhou Ruoxi got up even earlier than Xiao Mo.
Every time Xiao Mo finished washing up, Zhou Ruoxi would come out of the kitchen carrying hot porridge and steamed buns.
Cuicui could have handled these things, but Zhou Ruoxi insisted on making breakfast for her child every day.
After breakfast, Xiao Mo would say to his mother, "Mother, I'm off to the martial arts ground," then trot off on his little legs.
At first, Zhou Ruoxi would walk him to the martial arts ground.
But half a month later, once Xiao Mo knew the way, the rules of Xiao Manor required him to go alone.
Zhou Ruoxi knew that her child would have to grow up eventually. Besides, the martial arts ground was inside Xiao Manor, so there was no danger. The other children all went by themselves, too.
If she kept following Mo'er around, and the other maids in Xiao Manor saw her breaking the rules, it wouldn't be good for him.
So Zhou Ruoxi could only watch from afar as her child walked away.
After her child left, Zhou Ruoxi spent each day waiting for him to come home.
When Xiao Mo wasn't there, she felt an emptiness in her heart.
But the moment he returned to the courtyard, Zhou Ruoxi felt as though her whole world had lit up.
Zhou Ruoxi often asked her child what he had practiced that day.
Xiao Mo would tell his mother honestly.
But he never complained that it was hard or tiring.
He knew that if he did, his mother might worry for a long time.
Three months passed.
At first, Xiao Mo really