She walked to Wang Yongzhu's side, treading carefully, "Old Granny—" Her tone was laden with too many complex emotions.
Wang Yongzhu kept a stern face, "Seeing Zhuye with a head ornament and you without, does it make you sad?"
Jinhua nodded, then shook her head, "I, I'm not—"
Fearing that Wang Yongzhu would get angry, she didn't even dare to express her sorrow.
"Tell the truth!"
"Sad!" Jinhua, after all, was still young. Pressured by Wang Yongzhu's questioning, the tears she had been holding back flowed out all at once.
"Then do you know when you guys called the Old Granny 'bucket waist', 'triple chin', 'washbasin face' yesterday, she felt just as sad!" Wang Yongzhu said seriously.
Standing by, Li Zhuye, the little girl, also looked embarrassed, got up, and said, "Old Granny from the Wang Family, what I did yesterday was wrong. I shouldn't have spoken nonsense. I apologize to you, please don't be angry with me and Jinhua anymore."
