"Where did you get the idea it's that exaggerated. But speaking early is true indeed."
"You're just being modest, sis."
Yang Qingtong didn't think it was an exaggeration at all. An eleven-month-old child looked at Lele just now with such an authoritative air that even Yangyang, who is usually so bold, stayed obediently still.
After leaving the children with Li and the mothers, she and Yang Qingtong headed to the front courtyard, preparing to check on the Wang Family and see if they needed any help. Old Yang's "fifth seven-day period" after death was just a few days away.
But as soon as they reached the front courtyard, they heard someone outside calling Yang Chuxia's name.
"Yang Chuxia, Yang Chuxia!"
Then they heard the gatekeeper's servant say, "Miss, please stop shouting. I'll go and announce you right away."
Just two more steps, and they indeed saw that servant.
"Madam, there's a young lady outside looking for you."
"A lady? Do you recognize her?"