The literacy book in Mili's hand contained more than just a simple character; it also included words that could be formed with the character, each character had pinyin, and there were explanations of the words. Yi Roujing felt it was comparable to a dictionary.
"Wow, your mom is amazing." Yu Cuiyu was also surprised. She had seen the Xinhua Dictionary before, and while similar, this was different. Some of the word explanations were entirely through her own understanding, not copied from the dictionary.
"This is not something an average person could create," Yi Roujing commented seriously.
"My mom is amazing, she's very well-read, very smart." Mili's cheeks were flushed with pride, but after a moment of shining, she drooped, "But my mom couldn't go to school because of me."
"Isn't there anyone else at home to take care of you?" Yu Cuiyu patted her little head and said.
"No, they don't care about me," Mili's voice grew quieter, "only mom is good to me."
