"We really should thank Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu." Gu Mingzhu smiled, carefully sizing up Xu Nianhua. She looked nothing like someone who grew up in the countryside. Her clothes— a white blouse with ruffled edges and jeans—made her look especially youthful and vibrant.
"My parents are indeed wonderful. When they grow old, I'll definitely take care of them without hesitation!" Xu Nianhua followed her words, replying as she looked once more at Gu Mingzhu's face. She realized that maybe she didn't need to care about it anymore.
Back then, after her revenge, for a long time, she was always working relentlessly to earn money, and then gave all her earnings to those homeless children, so they could go to school.
Now, seeing them again—it was as if a lifetime had passed.
