As she spoke, the smile on her face faded further.
She is indeed old now. If she were ten or twenty years younger, I doubt anyone would dare to put on that show of deception in front of her.
The truth suddenly didn't sound good, but she disliked even more people putting on a false front in front of her.
Xiao Wan was a little nervous, not understanding why her mother had suddenly become angry when the two of them had been fine just moments before. She looked at Zhu Jiayu, then at the old lady.
But neither of them looked at her.
Looking at the tea that had calmed down in front of her, Zhu Jiayu understood what the old lady meant. She spoke calmly and said, "Please forgive me, old lady. I didn't mean to deceive or fool you. I just didn't dare to speak rashly and offend you."
“You said that life should be like a flower, and that we should have some use both before and after our death. But Jia Yu thinks that life is like snow, which is also very good. When we come, we are pure and immaculate, and when we leave, we are silent and untouched by dust.”
The old lady stared intently at her, and Xiao Wan's heart leaped into her throat. Just as she was about to speak up for Zhu Jiayu, she heard the old lady say, "I never realized you had such great ambitions."
The snow falls softly, blanketing the sky, capable of shielding all suffering; when it departs, it melts into water, carrying away all impurities.
Zhu Jiayu lowered his head: "It's just a vision, how can it be called ambition?"
The old lady took a sip of tea: "What a quick-witted little girl. If you have time in the future, you might as well come and visit more often."
She had been living a quiet life for too long, and today, finally, someone had the chance to exchange a few words with her, which made her feel that life was finally starting to have some meaning again.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Wan urged Zhu Jiayu with delight, "Why don't you quickly thank the old lady for her kindness?"
Before Zhu Jiayu could speak, the old lady laughed and said, "Why are you still calling me 'old lady'? Since this girl is your niece, she should call me 'grandma'."
The old lady was only Xiao Wan's adoptive mother, and Zhu Jiayu was her biological niece. Naturally, she could not call the old lady "grandmother," but it was appropriate to call her "grandma."
Zhu Jiayu rose from the chair, curtsied to the old lady again, and said obediently, "Jiayu thanks Grandma for her kindness."
The old lady helped her up and said with satisfaction, "No need for formalities. Go and call your grandfather Xiao in. It's time for dinner."
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