It was the first time she had ever worn such a pretty dress. No one in their village wore anything like this.
Even though she knew these were hand-me-downs from an older sister, to her, they felt like brand-new clothes.
Old Lady Yu glanced at the little girl and said, "This child looks a bit like me. She has some of the charm I had when I was young."
Xing'er looked at her grandma's wrinkled face and felt even more worried.
Was she really that ugly?
Did she really look like her grandma?
Little Sister Yu also found a few smaller pieces that would fit her son, even though they were clearly girls' clothes. She thought, "Why are all the clothes for girls?"
She remembered Ming Mei had a son. She wasn't being ungrateful, just curious.
