C255 What Do You Think?

Fu Jinyan's little face was crisp, but there seemed to be a touch of worry on it. He was only two years old, but he already knew so much. He said, "It's not like I don't have a mother. I have to go back to her."

The old lady was stunned when she heard that. She remembered what the other children in the yard said last night. Her heart ached. "Jinyan, actually, your mother..."

"Yes