The old lady asked with a smile and composure, "So, you also know about the Yangxin Hall incident, right?"
Su Wanwan nodded in response, "I know."
"What's your name, child?"
"My name is Su Wanwan."
The great-aunt murmured, "Wanwan, Wanwan, gentle and graceful, what a beautiful name."
She then pulled Su Wanwan aside, opened a mechanism, took out a document, and said, "Wanwan, this is all the copyright information about the Hall of Mental Cultivation."
Su Wanwan exclaimed in shock, "The Su family has already obtained the copyright to use all of the Yangxin Hall's works?"
The aunt replied solemnly, "Yes, we have obtained it, but the Su family has also perished because of it. Because I married into this remote mountain village, few people pay attention to me, so the Su family has left it with me for ten years."
Su Wanwan, looking dazed, exclaimed, "Ten years!"
The aunt handed the documents in her hand to Su Wanwan: "Yes, no one in my family can continue to develop Yangxin Hall. I'll give these documents to you."
Looking at her frail aunt, Su Wanwan said sincerely, "Then Aunt, come back with me."
The other person was a little embarrassed: "Oh, no need, I'm quite content raising poultry here."
Seeing that her living conditions were very poor, Su Wanwan advised, "Auntie, you should sell the poultry. I'm going to adopt those two children. You can help look after them at home. I also have a six-year-old child at home. And don't worry, I will hire a nanny. It's just that I'm not comfortable with having a nanny take care of the children alone at home."
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