Mingming had a bellyful of things he wanted to say to He Sichen, but he was afraid of scaring him, so Uncle Sala and his wife tacitly stopped talking, one went to boil water and the other kept rummaging through boxes and cabinets.
Even the water for washing face, brushing teeth and washing feet was all fetched and placed in the yard by the two of them, and they called out to Ye Wan and the other two to go wash up.
After settling Ye Wan, He Sichen, and Feng Suheng, the couple, together with Ah Gui, tiptoed to close the door and then headed off in different directions.
With sharp ears they could hear: eighteen bowls, Ah Xiu, clan leader…
He Sichen and Ye Wan exchanged a look, instantly knowing what the three of them were busy with.
The room quieted down, so quiet they could hear each other's breathing nearby, and the chirping of insects in the grass outside.
He Sichen let out a soft breath.
"Sister Wan, I… suddenly kind of believe in fate now!"
