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Yan Cijin looked at her mother, then at the little dumpling, then back at the kitchen, and her voice stayed calm. "Mom, you're being obvious."
"I'm your mother. Being obvious is part of my job."
"Then do that job somewhere else."
Yan Laojin laughed, not bothered at all. "Fine, fine. I'll keep my mouth shut. But you know, you really do look different when Bai Li is involved."
Yan Cijin glanced down at the child in her arms again and adjusted the blanket. "How different?"
"Less sharp," Yan Laojin said, clearly enjoying herself. "A little more like a normal person."
