On the side, Han Qingya and Zhao Xueying both listened with great interest, their large eyes blinking rapidly, as they watched Wang Xiaoyu speak with rapt attention.
Walking along, the four of them had already arrived at the town, and as they reached the end of the small bridge, a brick and tile house came into view.
Looking at the building here, it indeed fit very well with the countryside setting.
Just as the four of them crossed over the bridge, they saw a woman sitting in front of the door, cradling a child in her arms, continuously patting its back.
While patting she lifted her hand and brushed her hair aside.
Upon seeing this woman, Wang Jie immediately recalled past memories, which streamed into his mind.
He knew this woman, she was Old Zhang's wife through thick and thin.
After such a long time without seeing her, he hadn't expected that Li Juan's child would have grown so much. Wang Jie offered a slight smile as he looked at the child in Li Juan's arms.
