C227 Yue lin chen

Farmers' homes were simple, with only shabby thatched huts, windy and sunny in summer, and leaking water in winter.

Seeing such an environment, An Jiuyue felt so heartbroken that she wanted to cry. She covered her mouth to stop herself from making a sound.

Her heart ached like a knife at the thought of her child's suffering.

She walked forward with trembling steps