The people of the Old Mu Family, after searching for two days straight, still couldn't find Mu Xiaochu.
Mrs. Liu went insane, muttering the same few sentences all day long.
"If I hadn't gone to get the bucket, Xiaochu wouldn't have been lost!"
"If I hadn't done the laundry, Xiaochu wouldn't have been lost!"
"If I hadn't come to the county, Xiaochu wouldn't have been lost!"
Back and forth, with these three sentences, Mu Dajiang's eyes were swollen from crying, and he stopped working at the construction site.
He got up just to search for his son, not even bothering to comb his hair or change his clothes, almost mistaken for a rogue.
Mu Xiaxia took care of her mother but couldn't attend to her father.
Their family of four, such a well-off household, had been ruined like this.
Mu Xiaxia looked at her deranged mother and mumbled, "Xiaochu, where are you? Do you know that, in your absence, mom has gone crazy and dad has become foolish!
