Xiaofeng was stirred by Luo Yuzhu's words.
The clothes she had been wearing when she was stolen?
After so many years, Luo Yuzhu hadn't thrown those things away?
"Xiaofeng, I've never had the heart to throw these clothes away. I was also thinking that if your birth parents ever came looking for you, they should be able to find you. To be frank, back then, I was just confused and made a mistake. I'm not an evil person, just vain, and I always wanted to live a good life," Luo Yuzhu started pulling out piece after piece of small clothing from the bag: "If you ever want to find your birth parents, take these things with you. If they see them, they will definitely recognize them."
Luo Yuzhu laughed bitterly as she said this: "Back then, a young man had left you by the side. At the time, they all had their backs to me, so I didn't see their faces. But from their accents, I knew they weren't locals."