Although Fang Keixin was small with a thin neck and a large head due to malnutrition, her eyes were very beautiful. Because she was weak, her eyes looked especially large, now filled with tears, making her appear very pitiful.
Especially considering that Fang Keixin looked thin and weak, Mrs. Tian was an adult, how heavily could this small child possibly bump into her? Yet she lay on the ground crying incessantly as if she were seriously injured, almost forcing her son and daughter-in-law to hit their daughter.
This child was so frail, and she had just recovered from a serious illness. If she were to be hit now, wouldn't she just fall ill again? For a moment, the onlookers' glances towards Mrs. Tian changed. This grandmother was too ruthless.
