Before he could grow up, his mother could no longer endure the violence. In tears, she ran out of the house, and in the end, he was left all alone in the world. He suddenly fainted in front of a temple hall. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in unfamiliar surroundings, steeped in ancient elegance:
Ying'er: Miss, the son-in-law is so shameless. He hasn't even met you, yet he made up a story about dreaming of you. If I didn't know what he's like, I'd think he was a lecher. He'd deserve a beating.
The woman smiled without replying. Looking at the man working earnestly before her, she said, "I believe him..."
Ying'er: Miss, have something to eat. Don't harm your health.
The woman touched her hairpin, waiting for someone. Someone else waited and found their beloved. I can wait for you too, can't I, Zhou Chen...?
Old man: I've treated you pretty well, haven't I? You've had parental love, brotherly affection, and that person you like, right...
Zhou Chen: You crazy old man, you set me up. You really did a number on me...
Old man: After those eighty-one trials, I'll grant you two a lifetime together. Sigh, just promise you won't go rat me out...
