"Xin'er, my dear sister, I've been wanting to ask you for a while now, who exactly is your grandfather? Why do I always feel like I've seen him somewhere before?"
After Hu Xiaobei and Ling Yun disappeared into the forest ahead, Song Yaling looked at Ling Xin'er and curiously asked in a soft voice...
To be honest, this question had been bothering her for a long time...
From the first time she saw the old man, she felt he looked familiar as if she had seen him somewhere before, but no matter how hard she tried to remember, she couldn't recall where...
When Ling Xin'er heard such a puzzled inquiry, she smiled mysteriously and said, "Sister, I'll keep it a secret for now! When Grandpa and Brother Xiaobei come back, I'll properly introduce them to you."
"Oh dear, keeping it such a secret!"
"Yes!"
Saying this, Ling Xin'er looked at Song Yaling and eagerly whispered, "Sister, tell me about how you practice your knife skills! How do you cut the vegetables so thinly?"
