Yin Zhu was a bit curious to read further but then her fatigue seemed to have caught up to her and her eyes could not help but close on their own as the diary that she was holding in her hands fell on her bosom as her mind was lulled to sleep while she was still reading the book.
' Ah Zhu, what are you doing?' She heard a woman call her as the sound of footsteps came from behind.
' I want to eat dumplings…meat dumplings,' Yin Zhu who was around five years old pointed to the stall which was selling meat dumplings.