"You silly child—"
Zhang Minzhen's laugh died in her throat, suddenly replaced by a pang of heartache. A look of reminiscence and regret washed over her face, and the reprimand on the tip of her tongue vanished. She sighed. "Really, you're just like your mother was when she was little."
"Really? Was I really just like Mom when she was little?" At the mention of her mother, Luo Shengnan's eyes immediately lit up as she asked eagerly.
"Of course, it's true. You're your mother's child, who else would you be just like?" Zhang Minzhen forced back her sorrow, giving Luo Shengnan a loving smile tinged with bitterness. "But your mother wasn't as fortunate as you are now. Whenever she was mischievous, Grandma would scold her harshly." 'That's why she grew up to endure everything, no matter what. Even when others bullied her, she was too afraid to fight back, scared that I would be displeased. In the end, she bottled it all up until it made her sick...'
