Nan Qing's cheeks flushed bright red. She pinched the little girl's face and said with a smile, "Who taught you that? How do you know about this? Do you know what it means?"
"Nobody taught me, I heard it from Mommy," the little girl said in her baby voice, tilting her head, "That's what Mommy said when Auntie brought Uncle home."
The conversation filled Nan Qing with joy. She touched the little girl's hair and was about to say something more when suddenly, a call rang out from afar. It was the little girl's grandma, telling her to come home.
Nan Qing gently stroked her soft hair and said tenderly, "Go home, it was nice meeting you, goodbye!"
"Goodbye, pretty sister." The little girl looked especially lovely as she smiled. She walked towards her grandma with her doll in her arms and after a couple of steps, she suddenly turned back to look at Nan Qing, "Sister, are these the wedding candies you and brother are giving out? They're so pretty."
