Chapter 2405: Mother and Son Reunited

As soon as the children arrived, the courtyard became even livelier.

Perhaps it was due to the natural bond of blood relations, but ever since these children had come in, Wei Qin’s gaze instinctively fell on the two children at the very end.

She had heard Shu Yu describe Little Song Le’s appearance, and now looking again, the child on the left looked almost exactly as described.

Powdered and jade-like, clean, like a little Sir, the child looked just like his father, Song Dazhuang, when he smiled.

Little Song Le had already entered the hall, delightedly holding Quanquan’s hand as he ran to Meng Yunzheng and Shu Yu, “Cousin Uncle, Cousin Aunt.”

Shu Yu smiled and ruffled his hair, then turned her head slightly.

Little Song Le followed her gaze, and in the next moment, his body stiffened suddenly, his small hand clenched tight.

Quanquan lowered his head, looking at the hand that was being tightly squeezed, about to protest when he heard Little Song Le speak softly, as if only the two of them could hear, “…Mother?”

Quanquan was startled, lifted his head, and saw not far away a young woman with reddened eyes, seeming as if her whole self was trembling.

Little Song Le was unsure if he was seeing things; why did the person from the picture he held every day seem to appear in front of him?

He blinked hard, but the person didn’t disappear.

The little guy suddenly felt at a loss and looked towards Shu Yu beside him, “Cousin Aunt, I, I think there’s something wrong with my eyes.”

Shu Yu chuckled, gently pushing him forward, “Your eyes are perfectly fine; you didn’t see wrong. That is your mother, the mother in the picture. We found her; she’s been thinking about you.”

Little Song Le was shocked, his eyes wide open, his small hand unconsciously releasing Quanquan, then step by step walking forward.

Wei Qin could no longer restrain herself, suddenly stepping forward two paces, crouching down to gather him into her embrace.

Little Song Le took a deep breath, wondering if this was the scent of his mother?

His small hand tightly clutched the hem of Wei Qin’s garment, quietly and uncertainly asking, “Are, are you really my mother?”

Wei Qin’s tears fell like raindrops, almost unable to speak.

She held the child in her embrace tightly, nodding repeatedly, choking up, “Yes, I am your mother. I’m sorry, all these years I haven’t been by your side, I’m sorry.”

“It, it’s okay.” Little Song Le felt he should be very happy, but why was he also crying? “I know you weren’t able to help it, Great Aunt told me, you care about me very much.”

The child was so understanding, yet Wei Qin cried even more, “It’s alright if you blame Mother, it’s my fault for not being capable enough to even protect you…”

Mother and son hugged and cried together, making the onlookers also feel heartache.

Quanquan, who originally wanted to step forward to comfort his friend, was pulled away by the old lady.

“Let’s give them some time alone to talk, come on, the guest rooms should be ready by now. You’ve all been traveling for days and are tired, go rest first. We’ll have a good talk later on.”

The Xu Family and the Fang Family quickly thanked her, and everyone gradually withdrew.

Shu Yu was also ushered by the old lady to return to Yu Garden to rest, and the children weren’t allowed to disturb her.

Ever since Shu Yu became pregnant, she indeed slept a lot, so she didn’t refuse and was taken back to her room by Meng Yunzheng.

Maybe it was because she was home, she felt especially relaxed and slept very deeply, so deeply that when she woke up, it was already dark outside.