Chapter 275 Something’s Amiss (1/2)

But she pushed back the shock she felt in her heart, her face not showing the slightest abnormality but instead put on a smile to say: ”We were just pa.s.sing by and the sky was starting to darken. Seeing that someone was staying here, we thought to come ask to stay a night. Would that be convenient?”

The woman was silent as she looked at Feng Jiu and Leng Shuang with a measuring gaze outside the door before turning to see their steeds, seemingly hesitant.

”Mother, Mother, let the pretty big brother and big sister stay! Sunny likes pretty Big Brother.”

The little fella that looked to be about four or five tugged at his mother's sleeve and shook it lightly, his childish voice soft and gus.h.i.+ng, his clear and beautiful eyes hopeful and pleading, making it unbearable for people to refuse him.

Seeing that, the woman revealed a doting expression on her face and she rubbed the boy's head as she said to Feng Jiu and Leng Shuang: ”Will the two of you then please come in? My humble home is very simple and if there is anything lacking in anyway, please do not take offense.”

She opened the door and turned sideways to extend a hand inside in invitation. As because the door was opened, Feng Jiu and Leng Shuang were able to see that there was only a single oil lamp on the table that was providing the house with light.

”In that case, don't mind if we intrude.”

Feng Jiu clasped her hand over her fist in greeting, and got Leng Shuang to hitch Old White and the horse securely outside before striding into the house.

Although the interior of the house was simple, it was kept very clean and neat. But it might be because the sun seldom shone inside, the inside of the house was a little chilly, which was felt especially distinctly in the night.

”Big Brother, do you want a drink of water?”

The little boy climbed onto a chair to look at Feng Jiu, as he pointed at the water flask on the table and said: ”There's water in there, and Sunny drinks it when thirsty.”

Feng Jiu's gaze then fell upon the woman to see her shuffling towards the back of the house with light steps, her posture graceful and soft, her steps a light patter. Her actions revealed that she had received good upbringing and it could be imagined that she was not just any average village woman.