Mommy, don't be afraid, I'll bring you blind boxes and scam you out of a wealthy family to

The children were given crayons and blueprints, but they were puzzled.

"Aunt Witch, we can't see your face, how are we supposed to draw it?"

"Then draw the version of me you imagine."

In my imagination...

The children frowned and began to analyze this big problem.

Lili drew an exaggeratedly large hat for the witch, Xiao Tuding filled each of her pockets with snacks, and Brady carefully copied the patterns on the witch's robe.

Wu Shuo drew the fastest; in no time, the outlines of the hat and cloak had taken shape.

The little thumbtack leaned closer to look: "Why doesn't it have a face?"

Wu Shuo painted color onto the brim of his hat: "Can't see."

"But Aunt Witch is going to paint her face, isn't she?"

"Seek truth from facts."

On the other side, Wen Li held a crayon, her little head turning back and forth, looking at the witch and then at her own drawing paper.

The pointed hat is a good subject to draw.

Long skirts are also easy to draw.

But, the face...

Auntie kept her face covered with a veil, so Pear couldn't see anything.

The little girl held a crayon, thought for a long time, and finally drew a face based on her intuition.

She resembles her mother a little, and Gugu a little; both are the gentlest women in her memory.

The witch flipped through the children's drawings one by one. When she saw Little Thumbtack's abstract food heads, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. When she saw Wu Shuo's dark comic-like masked style, she sighed at how different the world was through the eyes of children.

The last one is of Wen Li.

The strokes are childlike and simple, but you can see that the little girl poured her imagined love into each stroke.

Wen Li tilted her little face up and asked, "Auntie, does Li Bao's drawing look like her?"

The witch looked at it for a long time, then whispered, "Hmm, it looks very similar."

The staff member announced at the opportune moment: "Now, the answer will be revealed—"

The little ones looked over expectantly.

The witch raised her hand, slowly took off her hat, and then removed the veil covering her face.

Sunlight fell on her eyebrows and face, making her flawless skin glow like warm jade.

Li Li exclaimed enthusiastically, "Wow—it's the Witch!"

The little thumbtack stared blankly, mouth agape, and repeated, "Witch..."

Brady turned to Wu Shuo (he had already figured it out; of the entire group of partners, only Little Wolf was trustworthy) for confirmation: "Is this...?"

Wu Shuo nodded: "It's that movie star."

Wen Li stared blankly at the person in front of her, not even noticing the drawing paper in her hand fall to the ground.

Have I ever seen this pretty aunt before?

Something awakened in her little brain, like seeing a familiar shadow through a distant fog.

Someone carried her through the bustling streets;

Who will braid her hair into pretty little braids?

Someone, please squat down and feed me a bite of this marshmallow-flavored ice cream...

The images were blurry, like a dream, but gradually became clear after seeing the witch's face.

Wen Li blinked, her voice hesitant and cautious: "...Man..."

The surroundings seemed to fall silent.

The woman knelt down, her eyes already red-rimmed, but she still smiled: "Little Pear, do you remember me?"

Before the little one could even process it, the title had already slipped naturally from his throat: "Godmother Manman..."

Shen Yinman's tears fell: "Yes, it's me. Li Bao still recognizes me, right?"

The little one's nose tingled with emotion: "Godmother..."

Shen Yinman squatted down and opened her arms: "Come and give your godmother a hug."

The little bundle of joy leaped into her arms, finally finding an outlet for his pent-up frustrations: "Godmother, where did Godmother go?"

Shen Yinman hugged her tightly: "Godmother went to work in a very far place. I'm sorry I haven't been able to come see you..."

Wen Li choked back tears: "Mommy fell asleep, and no matter how much Li Bao called her, she wouldn't wake up; stepfather and Aunt Bai didn't care about Mommy, didn't care about Li Bao... Then, then there was Ba Ba..."

The little girl's speech was incoherent, and the children and adults around her couldn't understand what she was saying.

But Shen Yinman understood.

She had learned everything from the Duan family, and realized that her precious daughter had suffered so much.

Upon learning of A-Lian's accident and Li-Bao's abuse, she felt an urge to tear Gao Ye and Bai Ru, those two despicable people, apart.

But the Duan family has already sent them to prison.

She wanted to bring Li Bao back to her side and cherish her.

The Duan family has already taken care of this part.

She was initially resentful that the Duan family, a group of people with no family ties to her, had "snatched" Li Bao away.

But after receiving the invitation to be a special guest on the variety show and observing the little group up close for so long, I realized that this child was raised by the Duan family to be kind and brave, able to get along harmoniously with others in a place full of strangers, and there was no sign that he had been hurt by Gao and Bai.

The last time I met Li Bao, she was only two years old and could barely speak.

Now, she's a big girl who can run, jump, talk, and laugh.

Shen Yinman asked herself honestly, given her busy work schedule, constant travel around the world, and lack of other family support, taking care of Li Bao herself might not be more suitable than the Duan family.

In any case, the most important thing is that Pear is doing well.

The little baby in her arms was still sobbing, her tears soaking a patch of her clothes.

Shen Yinman lowered her head and gently wiped away her tears, coaxing, "It's alright, it's alright, our Pear Girl has someone to love her now, right?"

The little one buried his face in her arms and nodded vigorously: "Godmother won't leave anymore?"

"I'm not leaving." Shen Yinman patted her back. "Godmother wants to watch Li Bao grow up happily, so I'm not going anywhere."

Wen Li looked up, her eyes red: "Really?"

"real."

"You won't lose Pear Baby again?"

Shen Yinman was stunned, and her heart ached terribly.

She reached out and ruffled the little girl's hair, saying solemnly, "I promise."

This heartwarming and touching scene brought tears to the eyes of many staff members.

One of the children sniffed and said, "Little Deer Sister has now turned into Little Rabbit Sister..."

This made everyone laugh again.

Little Thumbtack asked, "Is Aunt Witch my little sister's mother?"

Brady said, "She's a godmother, generally speaking, a good friend of my mother."

The little thumbtack asked, "What about the little sister's mother?"

Wu Shuo answered irrelevantly, "My mother loves her very much too."

Li Li's attention was completely diverted by Wu Shuo: "Little Deer Sister is loved by so many people wherever she goes."

Just when everyone thought he was about to say something very competitive, he bumped fists with Little Thumbtack and said, "Then we should love our little sister even more!"

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Wu Shuo looked at Wen Li, who was nestled in Shen Yinman's arms and had just stopped crying and started laughing.

He looked down at his hands again.

If he could, he would also like to wipe away his sister's tears.

But in the end, he simply walked over and helped pick up the drawing paper.