"Your grandfather's health is improving nicely, and your aunt-in-law is kind as well." Pei Yining linked her arm through Xu Nianhua's and walked toward Huaming Lake.
"Yeah, Grandpa really is doing much better."
This was what Xu Nianhua was most relieved about. As for aunt-in-law Deng Juan, she didn't say much. Deng Juan must have seen the gifts Pei Yining brought, which explained her enthusiasm.
But Deng Juan does care about money, and can be a bit stingy at times. Still, when Grandpa had his accident, she was willing to pitch in, and Xu Nianhua felt grateful. Some small faults she could overlook; nobody's perfect.
Huaming Lake, gathering the purest spirit essence—although it was only half past eight in the morning, the sunlight shone bright, and from afar, the emerald waters looked like flawless jade sparkling with light.
The wind brushed past, stirring ripples upon ripples.
