บท 247: 237 related to children_1

An Ning fell deeply into a state of bewilderment—a strange man in black clothes?

Why would a stranger pay for her rescue fee?

Could it be that this person was related to the child?

She plunged into deep thought. "Teacher, the child I gave birth to years ago, was he not breathing when he was born?"

Teacher Huang shook his head. "No, the child was breathing when he was born, and he cried very loudly, a boy's cry."

An Ning also remembered the sound of the child's cries, though weak, they didn't seem like those of a baby born prematurely at seven months.

"Pity he didn't survive, passing away just a few hours later. The child was very beautiful, with big eyes and a straight nose, just like you," Teacher Huang said with regret.

Just a few casual descriptions brought An Ning's longing for the child to the forefront.