"Madam Yu,"
Yu Dong paused as she turned to look at the skinny young woman who was rushing in her direction.
"Moli, what can I help you with?" Yu Dong looked at the little girl with a smile. She felt sorry for Li Moli, who was sent to the battlefield by her family. All because her parents favoured her eldest sister, they sent this twelve-year-old girl to the battlefield.
Fortunately, Xien Zhenya was a kind woman and she didn't ask Li Moli to join the war. Now Li Moli did small tasks such as cleaning and washing clothes and utensils. Sometimes she would help in the kitchen or massage the soldiers who were working hard on the battlefield.
"Here," Li Moli smiled and handed the large package that she was carrying on her back to Yu Dong and said to her, "This was sent to you by your family."