On the outskirts of the city, there lay a farmhouse.
Under the scorching sun, Shen Ning walked for more than two miles along a mountain road until she reached a vast farmland.
In the fields, a middle-aged man with a straw hat was busy at work.
"Uncle Mali," Shen Ning called out from the field embankment.
Mali straightened up.
On the embankment, a young and beautiful girl was calling his name.
Who could this young girl be?
He hurriedly walked toward the embankment.
"Uncle Mali, I finally found you," Shen Ning looked at Mali, who was covered in mud, and her eyes welled up with tears.
"Oh, you're Ning Ning. You've grown so tall and beautiful, more and more like your mother," Mali recognized Shen Ning immediately when he got closer, and he was very excited.
