Ding Wei recalled his life in the modern world; his mother’s left index finger nail was crooked, and his own was crooked as well. He smiled and said to Qiu Yao, "Who can say that a heart of grass can repay the sunshine of spring? A mother’s love is as deep as the sea. You have more virtues than I do, and our two sons have inherited them, so they look just like you."
Hearing Ding Wei offer such an indirect compliment, Qiu Yao blushed with shyness. "I actually hope they look like you," she said.
Ding Wei scratched the back of his head, confused. "Why?"
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