The sun had already gradually dipped below the horizon, and the last rays of sunlight tinged the scenery outside with red.
In front of the small house, Qianning was still playing with sand alongside the little boy from next door, her tiny hands already filthy.
Lady Beigong stood at the entrance, her gaze fixated on the cement road, as she let out a long sigh.
"Ma'am," Aunt Mei said while removing her apron and walking up to Lady Beigong,"why don't you and Lele have something to eat first. Who knows why they're not back yet, it's already so late."
Once again, Lady Beigong sighed deeply, pulling out her phone and dialing Cang's number. The sweet voice of the operator came through the phone: "Sorry, the user you have dialed has powered off." She snapped the phone shut, her gaze returning to the road.
