The more beautiful a man is, the more likely he is to lie

Ah ning's uncontrollable cries were mixed in with the flying snow. Everyone felt bad and no one spoke. They just walked quickly to the muddy road at the foot of the mountain.

They could stop the minibus from here to the town, but the bus would only pass by at 8 am. If they missed it, they would have to wait another day.

Eldest uncle's family of three saw her off. Eldest uncle instructed his mother-in-law in a Fang Yan while Feng GUI and Shen Ruyi walked over to comfort ah ning.

"Ning, you have to be good. Next year, I'll take care of you,"

Shen Ruyi wiped away the tears on the little girl's face and said with heartache.

Ah ning's expression was blank, and she was no longer as lively as before. Although she was in Chen hansheng's arms, her eyes were staring behind her, probably expecting her mother to suddenly appear on a hillside.