"Filial piety is relative, kindness to filial piety; if parents are not kind, they have no right to blame their children for lacking filial piety," Chen Huihong said. "Your parents planned to sell you to a human trafficker; isn't it normal you don't want to look for them?"
Hui Niang immediately brightened up: "Luckily, the human trafficker found me too ugly back then and didn't want me, or I wouldn't have met you, sister."
"Sister, are your parents good to you?"
Chen Huihong was a little confused about how tonight suddenly turned into a heart-to-heart, but she thought seriously and answered, "I don't remember."
"They were probably okay, over there… they didn't really care much, nor was there a need to. Just let things take their natural course."
Hui Niang didn't understand.
Chen Huihong took another bite of the cornbread, frowned, and wanted to look out the window, but the paper-covered window was too blurry to see through.
