Talking on Paper

"Zhao Shuning?"

Madam Xiang was stunned.

It was not that she did not know this name, but she had thought about this name countless times. She had always been thinking, 'What kind of appearance does this little girl with this name look like?'

It was Min'er's child, her granddaughter, the little girl who shared the same blood as her.

However, seeing her today and seeing her yesterday, she didn't and immediately recognized her. Even though she was wearing Min'er's clothes just now, Madam Xiang only felt that this little girl looked a little similar to Min'er when she was young.

"Say, you're called Zhao Shuning?"

Zhao Shuning nodded.

"It's the child from Qinghui Town, the child of Zhao Zheng and Min'er?"

"Yes."

Seeing Madam Xiang's expression, he knew she was going to cry again.

Zhao Shuning immediately held out her hand and said, "Stop."