Sheng Tang and her brother took a walk in the backyard.
The backyard of the old house wasn't big. In winter, the plants withered, the branches were bare, and there was no scenery to speak of.
"Sis, did Grandpa just scold Dad?" Sheng Zong was very worried.
Sheng Tang thought it wasn't the case.
As soon as she entered the door, the old man saw her, and his eyes suddenly tightened. Sheng Tang also remembered that it was the old man who had told Sheng Zong about Cheng Ruojun's matter.
Recently, when Sheng Tang looked in the mirror, she looked more and more like Cheng Ruojun, and this couldn't be changed.
The old man had definitely sensed something was wrong.
"I don't think so," Sheng Tang said, "It might be something else."
Sheng Zong responded with an "oh".
He pulled Sheng Tang's hand and made her sit on the stone stool in the small pavilion.
"If Grandpa gives us a card later, don't take it," Sheng Zong said.
Sheng Tang was puzzled.
