Meng Yao swallowed with difficulty, how should she tell Zhao Xiaohua that she wasn't lonely?
The little girl's serious demeanor was truly hard to resist.
Meng Yao gathered her thoughts and squeezed out a few tears, "With you all by my side, and memories of your father in my heart, how could I be lonely?"
Zhao Xiaohua tilted her head, "But Widow Wu also has children, she surely carries memories of her deceased husband too."
"Xiaohua, feelings are not all the same." The perpetually single Meng Yao struggled to explain to the little girl the nature of her relationship with Zhao Ting.
Is it hard?
Very hard!
After reciting a poem and explaining its meaning to Zhao Xiaohua, the little girl was moved to tears and believed that Meng Yao was not lonely.
Her mother was filled with memories of her father, so how could she be lonely?
