The letter Xiao Lin sent soon reached his son in Wutan City.
Xiao Zhan stared at his father's letter, unable to speak for a long while.
"A-Zhan, what's wrong? What did Father write?"
Yang Xiyue looked at her husband in confusion.
Xiao Zhan said nothing. He simply handed her the letter.
After reading it, Yang Xiyue fell silent too.
At last, after who knew how long, Xiao Zhan spoke.
"Ah, it's been three years, and we haven't returned to the ancestral residence in the Imperial Capital even once to visit Father. We've truly been unfilial!"
Xiao Zhan's face was full of self-reproach.
He had been so focused on developing the Xiao Household and proving himself that he had neglected his father. If that wasn't unfilial, what was?
Besides, a few years ago, his father had been gravely wounded in a Life-and-Death Duel and left with serious aftereffects!
And what had he done?
He had all but forgotten about his father these past few years!
He deserved to be slapped!
Smack!
His thoughts spiraling out of control, Xiao Zhan slapped himself hard across the face.
The sharp sound made Yang Xiyue jump.
"A-Zhan, don't do that. I overlooked this too. Lately, I've been so focused on Ding'er, Li'er, Yan'er, and Xun'er.
"I'll take them back to the ancestral residence in the Imperial Capital in a few days to visit Father."
Knowing her husband truly couldn't get away from household affairs, Yang Xiyue hurried to take all the blame upon herself.
"Yue'er, I'm leaving everything to you. When you get there, apologize to Father for me. I've been an unfilial son!"
Xiao Zhan was grateful beyond words to his wife, who kept their home running so smoothly.
She had three children to care for, and Xun'er had joined them a few years