Du Yu and his brother on the side also heard the conversation between the two, not expecting Yin Yang's background to be so tragic; both looked at Yin Yang with some sympathy in their eyes.
Noticing the brothers' gaze, Yin Yang's head was filled with black lines. He just wanted to appear a little fragile and pitiful in front of Xu Mumu, without wanting these two guys to pity him.
"How's your grandpa doing? I remember you said his rheumatism was quite severe before," Xu Mumu quietly changed the topic.
"He's much better now. I met an old Chinese doctor before, and the ointment he made was quite effective," Yin Yang said with a smile.
The two sat under the shade of the tree, chatting on and off, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Some villagers passed by this way, and some smiled meaningfully towards them.
