Just as she was about to open the door, the woman suddenly twisted her body and looked back at them, the moonlight reflecting a glimmer in her eyes.
Yin Meng averted her gaze and reached out to close the door.
The moment she shut the door, a door opening and closing sound came from the other side as well.
Yin Meng looked at Zheng Jiayi and asked, "Has your aunt always been like this?"
"Yeah, from what I remember, my uncle's family has always been this way, it's the same attitude even when my mom and dad come over."
"Does your uncle have only one son?"
"Yes, just Da Qiang, he's five years older than me."
"Not married?"
"No. Meng Meng, you sit for a while, I'll go downstairs to fetch some water, we'll just wash up quickly and sleep, sorry, it's too late now, the conditions are limited, we can't take a bath tonight."
"You sit here, I'll go fetch the water."
"I should go, if there's no water in the thermos on the stove, I'll have to get well water from the yard."
