Shen Xuejin shoved a steamed bun into the child's hands and said with a smile, "You'll only have the strength to tell your story once you've had your fill."
The young lady before them spoke gently, without a hint of arrogance. Seeing Huwa staring at the bun—clearly starving yet trying his best to restrain himself—the woman said with a pang of heartache, "This sister gave it to you; go ahead and eat."
Huwa bit into the bun, his mouth full as he mumbled, "Thank you, Sister."
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