"Got it."
After Xiu'er left, Yang Chuxia finally turned around and took a closer look at the little girl, imagining the frightened expression on her brother's face later and laughing mischievously.
But the more she looked at the little girl, the more she thought she resembled Old Mu. She couldn't help but ask, "What's your name, little sister?"
"My name is Linyu!" The little girl said with her big, round eyes.
"Oh!" Yang Chuxia thought, Linyu and Linhao - they must be siblings.
Ms. Wang was cutting potatoes in the yard and naturally heard the commotion in the front room. She came out and glanced at the girl, "Hey, isn't this Qingtong's little classmate?"
Hearing her speak, the little girl Linyu jumped down and ran to her, crisply saying, "Hello, auntie!"
"Ah, what a well-behaved child!"
Ms. Wang went into the house and brought out many snacks, "Come, these are from our house. See if you like anything."