An Ying looked at Aunt Zhang's aggressive demeanor and quickly said, "Forget it, the matter is already in the past."
Aunt Zhang knew An Ying was kind and disliked conflicts, so she didn't say anything more.
"Knock knock..."
"Knock knock..."
A series of knocking sounds came from downstairs.
Aunt Zhang felt uneasy, "What is that sound, is someone knocking on something?" she mused with a puzzled expression.
An Ying raised an eyebrow, "It sounds like it."
"This is an old building, can it withstand all this pounding?" Aunt Zhang suddenly stood up, "No, I have to go check it out."
"Auntie Zhang, let's just let it be." An Ying watched as Aunt Zhang hurried out and tried to dissuade her, but Aunt Zhang wouldn't listen at all.
Watching the open door, An Ying shook her head helplessly. Aunt Zhang was straightforward and easygoing, and An Ying felt very comfortable around her.
During this time together, An Ying had grown reliant on her.
