Yun Ya lowered her voice and said, "Calling me aunt will make me feel old. In the future, when there's no one around, you can call me sister. When there are people, just call me aunt. I haven't even married your uncle yet, and you're calling me aunt. People who don't know might think I have a thick skin, hmph..."
Wei Xuan's eyes sparkled with laughter as she covered her mouth and giggled.
A half-peeled apple rolled to Yun Ya's feet with a "gurgle" sound. Yun Ya turned her head to see Meng Shujing looking at Wei Xuan incredulously. Suddenly, she covered her mouth, raced over, and hugged Wei Xuan tightly.
"Xuanxuan, you finally spoke."
She had taken Xuanxuan to the hospital; her hearing and vocal cords were fine. Not speaking was just due to childhood autism. She had spent so much effort on this, but the child just wouldn't speak. She thought not to force the child and that when she wanted to speak, she would naturally do so, just going with the flow.
