Melting ice
Editor: Henyee Translations
Regarding Tangtang's answer, Yin Yuerong didn't know whether to cry or laugh. However, the sullenness enveloping her heart inexplicably dissipated with those child's simple words.
The little fella comforted her softly: "Don't be angry, Grandma. You won't be pretty anymore if you're angry! Grandma, the plum blossoms are so pretty outside. Tangtang will go see them with you!"
"Alright," Yin Yuerong agreed.
After Tangtang and Yin Yuerong entered the room, Auntie Qiao had been anxiously waiting outside the door, worried that Madam would redirect her anger at the child.
To her surprise, the two of them walked back out not long later, and Yin Yuerong's expression was many degrees calmer.
It had been cold recently, so Yin Yuerong glanced at the little fella next to her before instructing her housekeeper, "Prepare a thicker jacket for him."
"Grandma, Tangtang's health is really good. I'm not cold."
"It's windy in the plum forest."