Bai Qingzhu was very touched, but she still said, "Grandma, really, no. Maybe Lijin was too busy and worked late yesterday. He knew I was tired from taking care of the kids during the day, so he didn't come in to disturb me."
Madam Xiao was extremely distressed: "Qingzhu, you… what am I going to say to you?"
"It's nothing, Grandma, you don't need to worry. You're already at this age, you need to take it easy."
Madam Xiao's expression suddenly changed: "What, are you disgusted by how old I am?"
Bai Qingzhu laughed, "How could I be?"
The grandmother and granddaughter had a particularly happy conversation all morning.
When Ah Lan walked over and saw this scene, it pierced her eyes deeply. If it weren't for Bai Qingzhu, her grandfather wouldn't have left her so early, and she wouldn't have ended up without a grandfather at all.
Bai Qingzhu, she was a murderer.
