Tian Sangsang carefully checked for any typos before placing the letter into the envelope. It was an ordinary day, yet everyone harbored extraordinary thoughts.
"Yingzi, I need to mail a letter," she said.
Chen Ying, who was strolling in the courtyard after lunch to aid digestion, nodded knowingly and replied enthusiastically, "Sure, no problem. I'll take it for you when I head to work."
"Thanks." Tian Sangsang glanced at Little Milk Tea, who was dashing about the courtyard, and softly scolded, "Milk Tea, stop barking!"
"Woof woof woof!" The little creature opened its mouth wide, its almond-shaped eyes glaring as it barked incessantly.
Chen Ying remarked curiously, "What's gotten into Little Milk Tea? It hasn't stopped barking these past two days." The constant barking unnerved her, giving her the uneasy feeling that something bad was about to happen. After all, in rural areas, a dog's persistent barking was never a good omen.
