Widow Xie and Hu Liang both had a hard time processing the sight of Ji Huan and Song Jing appearing together, looking obviously familiar with each other.
They had no idea when Ji Huan had gotten to know Song Jing. This was especially true for Widow Xie; the last time she had asked Song Jing to help write a letter, Wuan didn't even know his name.
'How did they get like this in the blink of an eye?'
Ji Huan, however, had no intention of explaining. 'We're all from the same village, anyway. Doesn't Song Jing often help the other villagers? It's perfectly normal for him to help me, too.'
When the two of them walked over, Song Jing called out, "Auntie," and then nodded at Hu Liang.
Widow Xie quickly stood up. "What are you doing here? All the students from your academy have gone back to class."
"Our teacher gave us a half-day off today. I came out to buy some paper and brushes, so I'm not in a rush to get back."
