Since Mrs. Xu Sr. hadn't left yet, Nanny Chang held Lin Youning and sat in the small Warm Pavilion. The temple on the mountain was inherently quiet, and Nanny Chang felt a pang of distress seeing the little one sitting there silently.
Lin Youning also noticed Nanny Chang's expression and smiled bitterly in her heart. She had long been used to such silence.
In her past life, carrying such a reputation, didn't she live well enough?
"Miss, should I call Shanmoi and Tingnan inside to play string games with Miss?" Nanny Chang tentatively asked.
Truly treating her like a child.
But now she is just a five-year-old child.
Lin Youning didn't know how to play that. She glanced outside, "Nanny, I haven't seen the fish that change color yet."
In her past life, she never stepped outdoors. Now that she's living again, she must do right by herself.
Not to mention the current opportunity; immersing herself in past memories is just futile sadness.
