To Be the Beloved of

Tang Xiaonuan shivered, it was obvious she had arrived in the 1970s, a time when basic necessities were hard to come by. Looking at this bare-bones home, she guessed that they weren't wealthy at all.,"Little one, you're awake! Come have some egg custard, it smells so good.",The cheerful Tang Xiaonuan quickly adjusted her mindset and looked at the egg custard in the plump aunt's hands.。