The Sun had risen thus bringing with it the start of a new day while many birds and people went out of their homes and do their daily work.
But there were very few people since it was a weekend.
In a house near Muqin Park.
While the house was all alone in that place while surrounded by construction beside it from all three sides.
There one would hear someone laugh and talk if they were attentive enough.
In the kitchen, Ye Qian and Grandma Yan sat side by side while a cup of tea right in front of them and a few slices of fruits and a bowl of nuts.
Grandma Yan continued to talk about the many things that had happened in their town and village.
Sometimes she would be laughing out loud while the other time she would shake her head and sigh.
Ye Qian continued to listen to all the things his mother wanted to say out and felt even happier.
