She looked again at Little Nuomi, unusually quiet by her feet, "What's going on? Are you upset? Tell me."
Little Nuomi hung her head, saying nothing.
Zhou Junyi had no choice but to ask Qiao An, "Qiaoqiao, you tell me. Just now, why were you and Little Nuomi crying? Was she wronged?"
"It's nothing, I just... was chatting with Little Nuomi about some things."
"What things?"
"Mother..." Qiao An looked troubled, unwilling to say more.
Zhou Junyi was about to probe further when suddenly, her leg was hugged. Looking down, she saw the top of Little Nuomi's black head.
Little Nuomi clung to Zhou Junyi's leg, burst into tears, "Grandma, Mama wants to send Little Nuomi back to Grandma and Grandpa's house... she also said, also said... boohoo..."
The tender sobs tugged at Zhou Junyi's heart.
Little Nuomi's complaints caught her attention even more.
What?!
Qiaoqiao wants to send Little Nuomi back to her grandparents' house?
Wouldn't that be... A Country?
How could that be!
