Chapter 557 Uncle Wong Learns to Be Bad

Under the noonday sunlight, Cloud Shadow moved slowly over the delicate grass. In the river, dark shadows occasionally darted by; they could be carp, grass carp, or some other fish. Clouds in the sky, white or silvery-white, changed endlessly like human life, painted wantonly across the blue canvas.

On the big stone by the river, Lin Nianhe lay back with hands clasped behind his head, lazily soaking in the natural ambiance, unwilling to speak or think about anything.

"Hey, that stone is cold, why are you sprawled on it? You'll end up sick when you're old!"

With a shout, Wang Hong pulled Lin Nianhe out of the peaceful moment.

Lin Nianhe slowly sat up from the stone, yawning and asked, "Aunt Wang, what's up? Who's looking for me?"

"Who's looking for you? I'm just passing by to pick some mushrooms." Wang Hong lifted the bamboo basket in her hand, and added with concern, "If you're sleepy, go lie down inside. Don't catch a cold out here."

"Alright."