Qiao Shishi was so anxious she could hardly breathe, frantically asking, "Grandma Chen, think about it, why didn't you wash them?"
"Of course it's true, didn't you say you've grown up, these are your private things, you don't let me touch them. Since you don't let me touch them, I haven't touched them," Grandma Chen said.
Qiao Shishi became even more anxious. "But I clearly put my underwear here. Why is it gone?"
Grandma Chen asked, puzzled, "Is the underwear very expensive or does it have some special significance?"
Qiao Shishi didn't have the mood to answer Grandma Chen's question. She suddenly looked up and asked, "Did anyone come into my room during the day?"
Grandma Chen shook her head. "Just came in to sun the quilt."
"Then think about it... did anyone come into my room?" Qiao Shishi asked urgently.
Grandma Chen shook her head.
Qiao Shishi knew it was pointless to ask further; Grandma Chen clearly knew nothing.
