Wang Xue relayed the situation in the front yard to Lin Nianhe, then lowered her voice and asked, "What exactly is going on with you? If it's something hard to say, I can tell her you're sick and not feeling well today and send her on her way."
Lin Nianhe's mind, unusually slow, took more than ten seconds to respond after Wang Xue finished, saying, "Ah, it's nothing."
Having said that, she didn't move.
Wang Xue watched her from outside the window, waited for a while, and couldn't help urging, "If it's nothing, then hurry out and clear things up with Dahu's mother! How could Hongqi, that reticent type, handle this?"
"Ah? Oh, right."
Lin Nianhe, in a daze, followed Wang Xue to the front yard with unsteady steps.
She was really too sleepy. When she reached Sister-in-law Zhang, she accidentally stepped on a stone and fell forward uncontrollably, plunging right into Sister-in-law Zhang's arms.
Sister-in-law Zhang: "..."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
Their eyes met, and both were baffled.
