Xu Changqing had just jumped to her feet and was about to bolt, but she stopped short and scurried back. She squatted in front of her Second Grandpa, looking up at him, waiting to hear what he had to say.
Xu Ergen couldn't help but chuckle. He took out his pipe and handed it over. "That Shen Family's boy from Upper Waifang Village—the one who's always hanging out with you kids."
"Shen Weimin, my aunt's husband's nephew."
"That's him."
'What about him?'
After filling the pipe with tobacco, Xu Changqing glanced up at her Second Grandpa as she went to light it.
"Well, I heard something interesting today."
'So your hearing is fine again?' Xu Changqing smiled. Watching her Second Grandpa pause mid-sentence to take a long, satisfying drag from the pipe, she took it back and quietly waited for him to continue.
