After lunch, Liang Xiaoqi gathered all the villagers on the island together.
Because Gu Xinzhou had difficulty moving his legs, he had sat down early on the small bamboo stool by the door to wait.
The dazzling sunlight fell upon her, and she wore the clothes of Liang Xiaoqi's youth. Her simple face, utterly devoid of makeup, nevertheless seemed exceptionally radiant and striking.
The villagers gathered around, looking at her with a sense of regret.
Such a beautiful crystal doll, yet she was born with a disability.
What a pity!
Liang Xiaoqi smiled and said, "Everyone, please be patient. I took the liberty of calling you all here because my daughter has something she wants to say to you. She already discussed it with me at home, and I think she makes sense, which is why I hurriedly assembled you."
Liang Xiaoqi also had some status in the village.
Without her, everyone's life would face significant troubles.
The villagers asked one after another.
"What is it?"
