"Don't cry, don't cry!" Mrs. Li bent down and picked Li Shan up, then pulled her to the side and sat down. Shan 'er, this has nothing to do with you. It was a matter between the elders. Can you just pretend that you don't know about this in the future? Don't feel so burdened."
Li Shan shook her head,"second aunt, brother, you won't do anything to my mother, right?" You'll let her eat vegetarian and pray in the temple Hall in peace, right?"
Her expression was too real and not fake at all. This sad inquiry made people feel bad.
No one suspected her, because Li Shan was only an eleven-year-old girl. Her mother had done something bad, and she couldn't do anything about it, but she couldn't be cruel and not care.
Such a complicated matter would put many adults in a dilemma, let alone children.
Mrs. Li, her son, as well as Duke Rong and his wife, all sympathized with Li Shan.
