Xia Ningxing couldn't help but laugh, as if coming back to her senses, nodding, "Yes, it was there, exactly there."
Like opening a treasure chest of stories, she shared with her children and grandchildren about her childhood life, "Initially, the old man and I were neighbors, living very close by. Back then, I accidentally fell into the water..."
Well, to be accurate, it was the original owner of the body who had fallen into the water, but it's probably best not to tell them such a terrifying incident, so as not to scare the kids.
Xia Ningxing recounted in a gentle tone.
Everyone listened quietly.
Lu Tingli would occasionally pass water to his old lady to moisten her throat.
Time passed, and finally, Xia Ningxing finished her story.
She suddenly turned to look at the elderly man beside her, "Lu."
She called out that long-lost nickname.
Lu Tingli couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
It had been a long time since he heard her call him that.
