At Zhang Ye's maternal grandma's house.
The performance for "Woman Flower" came to an end.
There was no one left making dumplings in the kitchen. Everyone in the house was on the couch staring at the television in front of them. Especially all the women in the house were too moved by this song!
Second Aunt also cried. "It was sung so well!"
Third Aunt patted her on the back. "That's right. Who would have thought that even at that age, Zhang Xia can still dress so beautifully in that flower dress. It didn’t look out of place either. It was very pretty. Zhang Yuanqi too. I think Zhang Yuanqi today was much more beautiful than any of her previous outfits!"
First Uncle interjected, "Is this song good?"
First Aunt leered at him. "This is a song for us women. What would you know!?"
Cao Mengmeng said, "Yes, this is a song for us women! It's really nice!"
Everyone laughed. "You are a little girl at best, what woman? Hur Hur Hur."
