"Auntie, I'm really fine, but there was an older girl who was so pitiful. She was beaten by older boys, and they took all her money. Now, I don't know what happened to her. I'm scared. I'm afraid to speak up. Is the older girl dead?" Xu Jia was frightened, afraid she would be treated the same way, so she said nothing and left.
Now she's sick, and no one knows why she's like this. She didn't expect Qin Xue to understand her thoughts, so she felt it was okay to talk to Qin Xue but didn't dare to speak to her mother.
"Sister-in-law, could you step out for a bit? I'd like to chat with Jiajia. You can come back and talk to her after I'm done, okay?" Qin Xue looked at Yu Xiu. As long as she was here, the child clearly didn't dare to speak.
Maybe someone told her not to tell her parents, so she didn't dare to speak up.
Keeping everything bottled up inside, she hadn't expected to fall ill. Now that she saw her, she wasn't her parent, so Xu Jia didn't feel as burdened.
