By the time they returned to the alley, it was nearing dusk.
Yu Tingwan was carrying several bags of paper-wrapped oil-fried cakes, which swayed with her movements.
She had walked so much today that her legs were starting to feel sore.
Just a few months ago, she still had to gather firewood, straining herself to bundle it up and drag it down the mountain, wearing out the soles of her shoes.
But now there was no need to worry about making a living, and she didn't have to work, so Yu Tingwan lived leisurely, and this made her lazy.
"Aunt."
Nannan was squatting at the door playing with stones, and when she saw her, she ran over.
Nannan said in a childish voice, "Why didn't you take me when you skipped class?"
Yu Tingwan: ???
"Who said I skipped class?"
"Grandmaster said so."
"Then he's slandering me."
Nannan looked up at her in confusion.
But didn't you sneak away halfway?
Yu Tingwan felt no shame at all and handed her a few oil-fried cakes.
