Chapter 173 (1/2)

Author: Filthy

“Lord Jue, will we scare the elderly if we just go in like this? Also, don’t we bring gifts when we go home to visit grandma?”

“Bring gifts…” Ling Jue really did not think of this question.

This seemed to be the case. If it was a junior, they would bring gifts when they went home to visit their elders.

“Lord Jue, you’re so stupid. If it wasn’t for Tang Yuan, you wouldn’t even know.” Tang Yuan was smug. It thought that it was the only bug that did not know the ways of the world, but it did not expect that Lord Jue did not know either.

Ling Jue felt a little bitter. She had good eyesight. She could see the small house hidden among the bamboo leaves by the river. She had once lived there for three months.

That was the warmest day in her memory…

She stood on the other side of the river, thinking about how to see the elderly woman. She came here on the spur of the moment, without any plans.

If she asked about the woman’s whereabouts, how would she answer?

“I heard that her eldest son broke his leg. She’s going out right now to visit him.”

“Sigh. Speaking of which, Old Lady s.h.i.+ is really pitiful. Her daughter left without her and never came back. Her son bought a house in the city, but he never came back. Last time, her house leaked rain, and it was my son who went to fix it.”

“Is that so? I was thinking of going to her place to get some flower seeds. My daughter will be home in a few days. The last time she went to school, she said that her flowers were beautiful. I’ve been busy and didn’t have time to get them.”

“Then I’d better go and take a look before she leaves.”

“Hurry up.”

The two women pa.s.sed by the bridge. They didn’t notice Ling Jue who was standing beside them, but walked straight to the other side of the river.

On the other side of the river were fields and hillsides. On the other side of the river was a residential area. An old tree stood at the end of the street. It was summer at the moment, and the leaves swayed gently as if they were talking about something.

“Lord Jue, is the Old Lady s.h.i.+ they’re talking about your grandmother?” Tang Yuan hopped onto the bridge and looked at Ling Jue curiously.