Scarlett Glenn's little face immediately lit up with joy: "Alright..."
But soon, she shook her head: "Better not, we should save the egg to exchange it for money."
Nell Harris' throat tightened slightly; she remembered Arnold Glenn and Rini York's daughter, just a year younger than Scarlett, yet living a completely different life. She only needed to enjoy being spoiled, only needed to say what she liked, never having to worry about making a living. But her Scarlett, at the same age, had to think about things not meant for a child of her age.
Nell gently stroked the young head: "You're too young to worry about these things, Mum will have money."
"But we..."
"With Mum here, don't worry."
Scarlett nodded firmly: "Yes, I trust Mum."
"Quickly eat, the noodles are getting cold."
"Mum, eat with me."
In the dim, shabby house, the mother and daughter sat together, eating a bowl of noodles.
