"You, what gift! You still expect a gift! I'm not wasting my words on you, a little girl. Where are my Second Uncle and Second Aunt? Call them out," Chiang Qingshui said as he looked around the room.
The house was very old, but it had been kept quite clean, and there were many quirky details to be found, like a few pots of flowers in a corner of the courtyard, blooming Ledebouria, a large pot of Houttuynia cordata, delicate five-petaled plums, and common lantern plants.
Next to those pots of flowers, there was also a small square table with a bamboo armchair on each side.
That was where Chiang Songhai and Ge Dejun would roll tobacco or play chess when they had nothing else to do.
At the other end of the courtyard, there was also a long stone trough, which Ge Dejun had somehow brought back. They said it was a pig feeding trough, discarded by someone who probably decided not to raise pigs anymore.
