"Thank you, Auntie."
Zhao Yunzhu thanked him again and again before carrying Chun'er and walking towards Aunt Li's house.
This Aunt Li was no one else but her wet nurse when she was a child.
When Aunt Li's first-born daughter died unexpectedly, she went to her house to be her wet nurse.
Until she was ten years old, Nanny Li asked to resign. Even though she was reluctant, she still said goodbye to Nanny Li.
Before leaving, she secretly stuffed fifty taels of silver into Li Ma's luggage, which was her monthly allowance.
The three thatched huts were particularly dilapidated. Zhao Yunzhu walked forward and looked at the scene in the yard through the fence, feeling sad.
But she still knocked on the door of Li Ma's house.
"Is Madam Li home?"
There were footsteps in the house, and a woman with a haggard face, wearing a half-worn brown short vest and a brown skirt, came out of the house.
I saw a strange woman at the door holding a child in her arms.
Aunt Li was slightly stunned and took hesitant steps forward.
"Madame Li, it's me, Yunzhu."
Zhao Yunzhu waved to Nanny Li.
Aunt Li was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses, her eyes warm, and she walked quickly forward.
He quickly opened the door and looked Zhao Yunzhu up and down in disbelief. "Miss? Why are you here?"
"Who is this child?"
"Where's my uncle?"
"Why did the young lady come here alone?"
Aunt Li asked a lot of questions, and while she was talking, she took the child from Zhao Yunzhu and pulled her into the house to talk.
From time to time, he glanced behind Zhao Yunzhu and saw that there was no one behind him.
Nanny Li felt a sense of unease.
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