Lin Yushan was dressed in an off-white round-neck long dress, her hair tied into a low ponytail.
One could tell at a glance that she was a child from a good family.
The girl called out "Auntie" with composure, a faint blush spreading across her face.
Lin Chunju smiled in response and couldn't help but squint her eyes.
With her sharp mind, she deduced something from Lin Yushan's demeanor and the way the girl's eyes kept moving between her sisters.
Her own simpleton son, however, remained completely oblivious, introducing them indifferently.
"This is Lin Yushan, and the one next to her is Shan An'an. They're both a grade below me."
Lin Chunju nodded, exchanged a few pleasantries, and didn't bother to give her foolish son any hints.
Forget it, there's that saying again.
Children and grandchildren have their own fortune.
The third child seemed clever but was adorably silly in certain ways.
But if you were to call him truly silly, he would at times show a surprising shrewdness.