Jie Jingling fell silent.
"Tongtong is twelve now. You should have started planning for her future long ago," Qin Mei said.
"I've raised Tongtong myself since she was born. She's never been away from me. I can't bear to let her go." Jie Jingling was torn. She wanted to keep her daughter by her side, but she also wanted her to have a future with boundless opportunities.
"Sister, you know what they say. You have to give something up to get something in return." Qin Mei squeezed Jie Jingling's hand tightly.
Jie Jingling gazed at Qin Mei. Amie was a wise person; she had always known that. She could never hope to match Amie's foresight.
"Amie, give me some time to think about it." Jie Jingling didn't give her an answer right away.
Qin Mei smiled. At least she hadn't rejected the idea outright. Jie Jingling clearly valued Tongtong's future. She was a city person who had been educated, not a shallow, ignorant village woman.
