Yang Baiyi looked at Muxue with some concern. Although the old lady was persuaded, her emotions were still on the verge of exploding.

A pair of eyes stared at Yang Xiaoxiao, scaring the little girl so much that she hid in his arms.

"Okay, go ahead and ask. I'll keep an eye on the old lady."

Xiao Qingyang held Muxue with his arm, and his other hand was ready to cover his wife's mouth at any time.

"To be honest, my mother's name is also Xiao Zhiqing. Does your daughter have any characteristics?"

Yang Baiyi was also a little excited at this time. According to the original owner's memory, he had never seen his grandparents since he was a child.

When I was a child, I only heard my mother say that she was separated from her parents because of the war, and she still couldn't find them even in peacetime.

"My daughter Qingqing is as pretty and cute as your sister. She looks exactly like your sister."

Mu Xue's gaze was still on Yang Xiaoxiao, even though the little girl was hiding in Yang Baiyi's arms and didn't dare to look at them at all.

"I'm talking about characteristics. I didn't ask about her appearance, like whether she had any birthmarks or if you left any tokens on her."

Yang Baiyi was speechless. At this time, he should stop praising his daughter for being beautiful and cute.

"Zhiqing has a heart-shaped red birthmark on her upper left arm. The unique shape left a deep impression on me.

When we were fighting in Linzhang, the abbot of Qingfeng Temple gave me a jade amulet, which I put around Qingqing's neck.

Xiao Qingyang looked at Yang Baiyi nervously. When he heard him say that his mother was also called Xiao Zhiqing, and that the little girl looked so much like his own daughter when she was a child, Xiao Qingyang was basically certain that Yang Baiyi was most likely his grandson.