An Ning and Third Auntie talked for a long time before An Ning decided to just go home with her.
When they arrived at Third Auntie's house, seven-year-old Doudou was chopping wild vegetables and mixing chicken feed, getting ready to feed the chickens.
As the small figure turned, the little basin of chicken feed went CLATTER, falling and scattering all over the ground.
Not knowing what had happened, the hens swarmed forward, their heads bobbing up and down as they pecked at the feed on the ground.
Doudou looked at Sister Anning and her mother at the doorway, and tears instantly streamed down her face.
She turned and ran into the house, and An Ning and Third Auntie quickly followed.
The three of them met at the doorway.
"Mom—"
"Let's talk inside."
An Ning guided Doudou into the room, closed the door securely, and made sure their voices wouldn't carry outside.
Inside, Third Auntie did as An Ning had instructed, saying nothing and just keeping a stern expression.
