Ling Girl, Naughty Girl

Madame Ruan grabbed Ruan Zeyan's arm in excitement, her aged, slightly cloudy eyes glistening.

"I saw Ling girl sleep so deeply today, and then throw up after drinking some soup. Only your dumb mother wouldn't notice these things and was easily convinced by a random excuse Ling girl made up!" Madame Ruan let go of Ruan Zeyan and started roaming around the room. "If a person is hungry for too long, he should eat liquid foods and let the stomach adapt slowly. So, even if Ling girl was hungry for too long, how can she throw up after some soup? And there was the doctor. I asked him a question, and he didn't even dare to look me in the eyes. The only explanation was that he had something to hide!"

Ruan Zeyan watched his grandmother rambling with a smile in his eyes.

"Hey, don't you smile at me. I'm dying here. Tell your grandmother, is Ling girl's child still there?" Madame Ruan grabbed Ruan Zeyan's arm again and asked eagerly.