"Mom, I want to eat candied haw too..."
At the entrance of an alley somewhere in Beidou, there was a little girl around five or six years old, looking as delicate as a porcelain doll. With her black braid, she stared at the vendor hawking nearby and couldn't help but tug on the woman's hand beside her.
The woman was quite beautiful, but her face looked weary. Hearing the girl's plea, she instinctively wanted to take a step forward, but her expression turned cold as if something crossed her mind.
She crouched down to meet the girl's gaze and then seriously said:
"Peining, do you think mom is having a hard time?"
"Mom is always hiding to cry, so hard..."
"So if you don't want to endure the hardships like mom does in the future, you can't eat these sweet things now, do you understand?"
