Luo Lan looked at the woman with a serious expression. She quietly walked to the basket, picked up the child in the basket, and kissed the child lovingly again and again.

The moment she turned around, Ah Cai covered her mouth and exclaimed:

"She...is...Long Xiaomin?"

Luo Lan frowned and said to Ah Hong:

"Help me over there and take a look."

Ah Hong did not dare to delay, and hurriedly supported Ah Cai on both sides, walking towards Long Xiaomin.

At this time, Long Xiaomin was sitting on the ground feeding her baby. When she found someone coming, she was about to get up and leave, but was stopped by Luo Lan.

"Long Xiaomin..."

Long Xiaomin stopped just as she was about to leave. Her face flushed red and she froze in place, not daring to look back.

Luo Lan came behind her and whispered to her:

"I didn't expect it was really you, are you okay?"

The words "Are you okay?" brought back memories of the past, and she burst into tears.

How could she possibly be well? She had endured countless hardships during her ten months of pregnancy and the birth of her baby. She had considered returning to Longwu Villa, but she had stood at the entrance for a long time, unable to find the courage to go in.

She was too ashamed to see them. She knew she was guilty and the sinner in this family.

So for the past ten months, she went up the mountain to collect firewood for silver, worked for others for silver, washed clothes and mended clothes for silver. She used every method she could think of to earn money...

"Xiao Min..."

Luo Lan patted her shoulder and comforted her softly:

"I know you must have suffered a lot, but why did you abandon your child? A motherless child is pitiful. Can you bear to let her be motherless from childhood?"