As the words fell, a few leaves actually dropped from the tree. It was as if responding.
The Zheng parents seemed very pleased with her.
The leaves slid down Wu Qianqing's face, making her feel quite magical.
After visiting the Zheng parents, they didn't immediately go down the mountain. They came in the morning, but it took most of the day to climb up. Now the sky is dark; the road can't be clearly seen, so it's not good to go down.
Luckily, during their lifetime, the Zheng parents had built the house they liked on this mountain.
The kind that is very luxurious and comfortable.
Inside, it has a feel of warmth in winter and coolness in summer. Everywhere is paved with a layer of small stones, very transparent and beautiful.
Stepping on them feels warmly heated, very comfortable.
"Uncle and Aunt must have been ones to enjoy life to the fullest," Wu Qianqing spoke.
Xie Yubing smiled. "I've never met them either. But after coming here, I feel the same way."
