Hanging from the big tree in front of them was a birdcage, with a King Kong Parrot inside, its yellow and green feathers suddenly strikingly beautiful.
The old man's twilight gaze fell on the King Kong Parrot that kept bobbing its head.
Its head tilted this way and that, as if it had countless curiosities and questions about him.
Old Madam Rong watched her husband sit dazedly in the courtyard, the aged look in his eyes laced with deep sorrow and helplessness.
She had a wool coat over her arm; she walked to Rong Si's back and draped the coat over his shoulders,
"It's so cold out here, and you're just a bag of old bones now. Aren't you afraid of catching a chill?"
Old Madam Rong pressed her lips together and asked.
"Who's here?"
Rong Si heard the sound of a car at the gate.
Old Madam Rong replied, "Old Wang."
"So it's him… What, finished the board meeting and now he's coming over as that Yin Family kid's lobbyist?"
"..."
