Amidst the mountain village.
An old man was engaged in servitude, not far from him was a young, beautiful woman with a small boy. They were dressed simply and were busy with their tasks.
Ever since stepping into this place, they repeated the same days over and over.
"Mother, you said father would come to take us away. When exactly will he come?"
The little boy looked around three or four years old. Although small, he was very intelligent, understanding grown-up matters. Calling him precocious wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Facing her son's inquiry, the woman wore a happy smile, and said in clumsy Chinese, "Soon, your father has never disappointed anyone. Believe in your father, Ao'er."
Hearing no definite time from his mother, the boy appeared slightly disappointed, "Staying here, we have to work every day. If father doesn't come soon, I will take mother and grandfather away."
"Don't worry, your father will definitely not abandon us. I trust him."
