An Dafu continued to pat An Ning's shoulder, offering her comfort and care.
Ah...
At this moment, a sudden shout echoed from the doorway.
Shocked, An Ning and An Dafu quickly released their embrace and separated.
Both of their gazes simultaneously turned towards the entrance.
There stood the little girl who had been following Mu Yi, dumbfounded at the doorway, the basin she was holding had fallen to the ground, yet she stood there in a daze, unable to respond for a long time.
In the yard, Madam Qiu heard the commotion from this side, turned her head to look over; despite the wall blocking her view of An Dafu and An Ning's state, she could clearly see the little girl and the basin lying on the ground.
Coming over, Madam Qiu held her, "What's going on? Why did the basin fall to the ground? You didn't burn yourself, did you?"
