Yan qingsi's face was filled with surprise when she heard that.""Alright ..."
But soon, she shook her head."I don't think so. I'm still saving the eggs for money."
Nie qiuping's throat was a little choked up. She remembered Yan Songnan and ye Lingzhi's daughter. She was only a year younger than qingsi, but she lived a completely different life. She only needed to enjoy being doted on, only needed to say what she liked, and never had to worry about her livelihood. However, her qingsi, at the same age, had to think about things that children of her age did not have to think about.
Nie qiuping rubbed her young head."You're still so young, so don't worry about this. Mom will have money."
"But we ..."
"Mom's here, don't worry. "
"Yes," qingsi nodded vigorously."I trust mommy."
"Hurry up and eat, the noodles are getting cold."
"Let's eat together, mommy. "
In the dimly lit and dilapidated house, the mother and daughter sat together and ate a bowl of noodles.
