As for the second branch, Madam Ma did not think of them at all. However, when she entered the house to bring hot water, Wang Chuangui, who was lying on the bed, called out to her. "Mom, Ah Yu is a good child. If you're free, take care of her."
Madam Ma smiled gently and poured a glass of water for Wang Chuangui to drink. Then, she said, "Even if you don't say it, I like her. Not to mention me, no one in the family hates her. She's a good child."
"Perhaps it's really as they say. Ah Yu was sent by Buddha."
Wang Chuangui looked at his legs with hidden anticipation in his eyes. "It doesn't matter if she's a human or a god. When she comes to our house, she'll always be a part of our family."
Perhaps she was really the mercy of the heavens, sent to fill the regrets in their hearts.
"I know," Madam Ma said gently.
