"Fifth Sister-in-law is right. You're sad that the child is gone, but you have to take good care of yourself."
"Yes, Mrs. Tang," Ye Muyu chimed in. "Lil' Bao would definitely want you to live a long life in his place."
"No, my Lil' Bao told me he was cold. He said he was scared." Mrs. Tang suddenly shouted, tears flowing down from her eyes, her face full of grief and indignation.
Thinking about this depressing incident, she pounded her chest and stamped her feet. "It's all my fault. I didn't protect him well as his mother. Why wasn't I the one who died? My Lil' Bao is still a child!"
Madam Qian saw that she was crying out loud and heaved a sigh of relief. She then squatted down to comfort her, "It's not your fault. It has nothing to do with you. It's those bad people. They will be struck by lightning."
