"She always smiled whenever she saw us and greeted us."
She didn't look at all like someone who'd been mistreated.
Grandma Zhang couldn't believe it...
A family with a bad home environment could raise such a bright child...
It made no sense at all...
A child might grow up and gradually heal from the wounds inflicted by her family of origin for some other reason, and become bright again.
But a child so young...
It was hard for her to believe he could heal the wounds he'd suffered at home by making peace with himself.
He was still just a little child...
"That's all I know."
When Grandma Jin first heard her granddaughter say those things, she'd also found them hard to believe.
Even though she wasn't close to him, the few times she'd met the child had given her a general impression of him.
Her impression of him was the same as Grandma Zhang's.
A sunny, cheerful, well-mannered good boy.
In other words, a child with a good upbringing.
And they usually assumed that a child like that had a good home environment.
But the truth was the opposite of what they'd imagined.
She understood why Grandma Zhang found it hard to believe.
She'd thought she'd already accepted it.
But when she told Grandma Zhang about it, she felt the same disbelief she'd felt the first time she heard the news.
Grandma Jin shook her head.
But what her granddaughter had told her was definitely true.
No matter how hard it was to believe...
It was the truth.
Grandma Zhang couldn't remember how she'd parted from Grandma Jin that day. She went home in a daze.
She told her husband about it.
He'd already disapproved of her taking such an excessive interest in