At ten years old, Zhi is like a bud on a branch, not yet in full bloom, but already hinting at the beauty of a blossoming flower.,Someone who has the heart to push their own child into a fire pit wouldn't be weak or useless!,Ding Yiniang stopped crying and looked over with hopeful eyes: "Mingniao, I want to see your older brother alone and say a few words to him..."。