Granny Zhu raised Ming Xin's hand: "At such a young age, her hands are full of old calluses and scars left by frostbite. Living in the deep mountains since childhood, taking care of several children, never attended a day of school, never had a beautiful dress, yet you had a whole wardrobe full of beautiful dresses. Just a casual dress of yours was worth half a year's food for the children. You looked down on dresses that still had their tags on them. Since your childhood, you attended aristocratic schools, learned the violin, learned dancing, when you were hungry, the servants in your house would get up in the middle of the night to make you snacks, you had chauffeurs for transportation, countless pieces of jewelry, and every year for your birthday, your foster mother would throw a grand party for you..."