Without giving them a chance to react, she had already turned and left.
Mrs. Zhou reached out her hand and called after her several times from behind, but she acted as if she hadn't heard, mounted the family bicycle, and left.
The bicycle was a second-hand one her mom had bought for her to use for school. She cherished it dearly, and although it was old, she relied on it for her round trip to school every day.
"I just heard something? Relatives? She has relatives? I've never heard of that!"
"Just because you haven't heard doesn't mean they don't exist. Look at how happy the child seems; she doesn't look like she's lying. Did you see? They're already processing the school transfer paperwork!"
"Ha, Cuilian, does this mean your hopes are dashed?"
