"Crying while pushing the swing?" Dubian Che was first taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh, "I really want to see Meiji from that time, she must have been very cute."
"My daughter, of course, is cute," said Jiutiao's mother.
"My girlfriend, definitely cute," echoed Dubian Che.
"Mr. Dubian," Jiutiao's mother turned her head, "if I had been born twenty years later, I might have fallen in love with you too."
"It makes no difference to me, they are both daughters-in-law of the Jiutiao family. Please continue telling me about Meiji's childhood, I want to know more."
"See that patch of purple alfalfa?"
It was practically a small hill covered with green grass dotted with light purple blossoms.
"Purple alfalfa? I thought they were pea shoots."
"They do look similar," Jiutiao's mother said with a smile, "Meiji and Lin used to run around here like crazy, Lin was frail, always getting left behind by Meiji."
"Strength from swinging?" Dubian Che laughed.
