"Yanyan, is what she said true?" Grandma Jin saw Yan Jia crying so heartbreakingly as if she had suffered a great grievance. However, she did not believe that Yan Yan would do such a thing, so she wanted to ask Yan Yi.
This child was older than Yan Jia and was relatively more mature. He did not have the childish temper of the Yan family.
"Grandma, what do you really mean?" Yan Yi's answer was more cautious.
"What Yan Jia said!"
Yan Yi didn't answer, but her face was troubled. She wanted to open her mouth a few times, but swallowed her words back.
Jin Yan understood.
"Alright, if you can't say it, then don't say it. It's fine, it's not a big deal! If we can't eat chicken, can we eat anything else? Am I right?" Old Mrs. Jin smiled and stroked Yan Jia's hair. " Alright, alright. Stop crying! "
How old was she? Look at her crying with snot and tears. She's a joke."
