"My son." Wang Zhenniang wanted to hug Anning but didn't dare, crying until she almost lost consciousness.
"Sister, don't cry. It's good that the child has come back. It's good that she has come back."
Wang Shun's wife went over to comfort Wang Zhenniang: "The child has returned, our family is finally reunited."
Wang Zhenniang slowly regained her breath.
The Old Madam pulled Anning to sit down, Wang Zhenniang sat next to Anning: "Da Niu, I, I am your mother. Mother has wronged you, wronged you."
Anning sat there with her head lowered, saying nothing.
Wang Zhenniang kept crying, apologizing.
Wang Shun's wife noticed something and sat next to Anning, whispering: "Child, don't blame your mother. At that time, your mother sold you out of helplessness; it was all because of your father, the scoundrel. If not... had he not sold you, you might not have survived."
