The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

Their meeting was not pleasant. Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) didn't know what to say when he saw Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li).

The past entanglement of love and hate intertwined in his heart. Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) looked at the woman in front of him who made him love and hate. His lips trembled slightly, but in the end he could not utter a word.

Xing Xuanli's (Duanmu Li) gaze was equally complex, filled with resentment, helplessness, and a subtle hint of attachment. The two stared at each other in silence, as if time had frozen in this moment.

After a long time, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) spoke with difficulty: "Lier..." But just these two words seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) snorted coldly and turned away, unwilling to look at him again: "Don't call me that, you and I have no relationship anymore."

A trace of pain flashed across Yun Mohan's (Nangong Han) face: "What happened in the past is my fault."

"Can a simple "wrong" make up for the damage you've done to me?" Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) said coldly, "How much of my pain and grievances can you truly understand?"

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) was speechless and could only lower his head silently. At this moment, the air around him seemed to become heavy, making it difficult to breathe.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and said calmly, "Give me the child."

Although her voice was calm, it revealed a firmness that could not be refused. Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) was slightly startled, looking at her outstretched hands, and hesitated for a moment.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) looked at the little Mu Han in his arms and said hurriedly, "Li'er, let me hold you for a while."

There was a hint of urgency and pleading in his voice, and his eyes were fixed on Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li), afraid that she would refuse.

Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) was slightly stunned, a hint of hesitation flashed across her face, but when she saw Yun Mohan's (Nangong Han) eyes full of expectation and fatherly love, her heart couldn't help but soften.

"Just for a moment." She said softly. Although her tone was still cold, it no longer had the previous determination.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) carefully took little Muhan in his arms, his movements so gentle that he seemed afraid to hurt the child. He looked down at little Muhan's peaceful sleeping face, his eyes filled with love and guilt.

"Child, it's daddy's fault. He made you suffer." Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) murmured softly, his voice filled with deep self-blame.

Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) watched quietly from the side, a complex emotion rising in her heart. All kinds of memories of the past flashed through her mind. They had no sweetness, only pain. Whether in the past life or this life, they had only pain, no sweetness.

Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) said again: "Can you give me the child?" Her voice trembled slightly, and her eyes were firm and eager.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) stiffened, and the hand holding Xiao Muhan unconsciously tightened, with a trace of reluctance and embarrassment on his face.

"Li'er, let me hold you for a little longer, just a little longer." Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) said almost pleadingly, his eyes fixed on the child in his arms, as if he wanted to engrave this brief moment deeply in his heart.

Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) bit her lip, a hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes, but more of it was concern for her child.

"No, the child needs healing, give him to me." Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) took a step forward, stretched out her hands, and her tone became tough.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) looked at her deeply, and finally slowly handed Xiao Muhan over. The moment the child left his arms, his eyes were full of loss and attachment.

Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) took the child, coaxed him gently, and turned to leave. Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) looked at her back, opened his mouth, but said nothing, and could only follow Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) silently.

Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) took little Mu Han back to her residence and treated his injuries. She gently placed the child on the bed, her eyes full of concern and heartache.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) watched from the side. After not seeing her for five years, Li'er was even more charming. There was a hint of maturity and toughness between her eyebrows, but she was still as beautiful as ever.

"Li'er, you've worked hard these years." Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) couldn't help but say, with a hint of guilt in his voice.

Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) ignored him and concentrated on channeling her internal energy into Xiao Muhan, with beads of sweat gradually oozing out of her forehead.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) looked at her focused expression, and the regret in his heart became stronger. He knew that it was his fault that they, mother and son, had suffered so much.

After a while, Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) stopped and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"How is the child?" Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) asked hurriedly.

"There's nothing serious at the moment. You just need to rest and recuperate." Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li)'s voice was still cold.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) breathed a sigh of relief, his gaze falling on Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) again, "Li'er, I..."

"Go out, I don't want to listen to you." Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) interrupted him, turned around and stopped looking at him.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) sighed helplessly and slowly walked out of the room. But he knew that he would not give up easily. He wanted to make up for his past mistakes and win Li'er's heart again.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) bustled around Xing Xuanli. He brought hot water and carefully placed it beside the bed, afraid to disturb Xing Xuanli, who was caring for little Muhan. Then he brought a clean towel and gently handed it to her, his eyes full of flattery and concern.

"Li'er, wipe your sweat and don't tire yourself out." Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) said softly.

Xing Xuanli didn't even look at him and took care of little Mu Han as if he didn't exist.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) was not discouraged and was busy tidying up the clutter in the room, putting everything in order.

"Lier, I'll go prepare some food for you." After saying that, he hurried to the kitchen.

After a while, he came back with a steaming meal, "Li'er, eat something first, so you have the energy to take care of the child."

However, Xing Xuanli remained unmoved, and Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) could only helplessly put the food aside.

Throughout the whole process, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) was like a child who had made a mistake, desperately trying to make amends, but he never received a single glance or response from Xing Xuanli. However, he continued to work tirelessly, hoping that one day he could walk back into Xing Xuanli's heart.

Five days later, little Mu Han slowly woke up.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze still hazy, his consciousness not yet fully awake. Everything around him seemed strange yet familiar, and he tried hard to recall what had happened before.

Xing Xuanli had been guarding the bedside. Seeing Xiao Muhan wake up, a relieved smile finally appeared on her face. She gently stroked Xiao Muhan's forehead and said softly, "My dear baby, you are finally awake."

Xiao Muhan's eyes gradually focused, and he saw his mother clearly in front of him. He called out weakly, "Mom."

At this time, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han), who had been waiting anxiously outside the door, heard the noise and rushed into the room impatiently. When he saw Xiao Muhan wake up, his eyes were red with excitement.

"Baby, how do you feel?" Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) asked with concern.

Xiao Muhan looked at the man in front of him, feeling a little strange and curious.

Little Mu Han looked at Yun Mo Han (Nangong Han) and then at Xing Xuan Li (Duanmu Li) in confusion and said, "Mother, is this Daddy? Is Daddy back? Mother, Daddy looks just like the one in my dream.

Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) nodded and said, "Yes! This is your father."

Xiao Muhan was slightly stunned, then whispered, "Daddy?"

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) stepped forward and held Xiao Muhan's hand: "Child, it's Daddy's fault. I made you suffer."

Little Mu Han looked at Yun Mo Han (Nangong Han). Although he was still a little confused, he felt genuine care and fatherly love in his eyes.

At this moment, the atmosphere among the family of three was warm yet complicated.