"But she, although of humble fate, was also resilient."
"Sister-in-law, do you not usually let Ranran eat outside food? I see she enjoyed it very much," Pang Zijin played with the French fries on the tray, "Then do you give my brother outside food?"
Gan Xiaoping didn't understand: "What are you trying to say?"
Pang Zijin lifted her chin: "There, that way."
Her seat faced the entrance's glass window, directly opposite the hamburger shop was a children's indoor playground in the shopping mall. Following Pang Zijin's gaze.
A young mother was playing with her twin sons on the slide.
"Sister-in-law, do you know? Those two kids also have the last name Pang," Pang Zijin said with a smile, with a hint of sentimentality, "It's really like they say, like father like son; Pang Yuanzong's sons are just like him."
Gan Xiaoping turned pale.
