The little girl didn't actually look ten years old, and she wasn't fourteen either. In fact, she was only twelve. By age calculation, she was indeed in fifth or sixth grade, or simply in the age of graduating to junior high school.
Talking late into the night, Li Yifei suddenly stopped reciting poetry. After asking her age, he brought up the matter from the daytime, which was about her aunt saying she wanted to marry her off. The little girl was silent for a moment, and Li Yifei saw her face suddenly turn sad, her hands clutching her clothes, tears glistening in her eyes. She held back for a while, hiding her tears, and then quietly replied, "I won't get married. I'm too young. I don't need someone to support me. I can support myself. When I grow up a little more, I can go to work and earn money to support myself!"
