"This is your family matter, who am I to interfere?" Li Cunshan repeated Mrs. Li's earlier words verbatim and lifted his leg to walk out.
Old Li grabbed Li Cunshan's arm, "Big brother, that woman doesn't understand, don't take her seriously."
Li Cunshan shook off Old Li's hand, ignored him completely, and left directly.
Jiang Xinyu looked at Ga Zi and his sister, whose voices were hoarse from crying, and her heart was full of sympathy.
"Ga Zi, you go home with Teacher Jiang, and we'll talk when your parents come back."
Ga Zi, just six years old, was holding his sister who appeared to be less than one year old; anyone who saw it would feel distressed.
The two children were skin and bones, especially the little girl, whose face showed no trace of color.
Jiang Xinyu walked over to Ga Zi. She took the little girl, "Teacher Jiang will hold her. I have milk powder at home; you come with me and feed your sister."
Ga Zi knelt and kowtowed to Jiang Xinyu while sobbing.
