Ah Lan knows this place isn't like the small fishing village. There are cars everywhere, and lots of people too. Even though Bai Yumiao is already ten, it's still hard not to worry about her, and Ah Lan feels this is her chance.
"If I hadn't met you, it would've been fine, but now that I have, let me take you home. Just in case something happens to you, I'd be worried, wouldn't I?"
Bai Yumiao smiled slightly. Although she wasn't as tall as Ah Lan, her aura was just like her father's and mother's—calm and poised—as she said:
"Sister Ah Lan, thank you for your kindness, but I think it's better not. If my Great-Grandma knew you brought me home, she would definitely think you came just to see my Daddy. You know, my Great-Grandma's temper isn't very good, and if you got scolded, I wouldn't feel good about it, would I?"
