"Brother, did you make auntie angry? Her expression was terrifying when she left." Su Chen stepped out from the wooden cabin to find Ado sitting on a haystack singing. She looked up at him and spoke fearfully.
"Maybe..." Su Chen sheepishly replied.
"But auntie is really nice, I think she wouldn't be angry at you," Ado added with a smile.
Su Chen curiously asked, "Oh, Ado, how do you know auntie isn't mad at me?"
"Because if auntie were angry, she wouldn't give you a gift."
A gift to me?
Su Chen was stunned.
Did auntie give him a gift when she left?
He didn't know.
Too lazy to think about it.
That evening, after Ado cooked dinner and they had eaten, Su Chen went to bed early.
This day really felt long.
After sleeping a bit, Su Chen felt something unusual.
Because he noticed a faint fragrance on his quilt.
He knew his quilt didn't have this fragrance before.
Could it be, Ado changed his quilt?
He couldn't help but sniff a few more times.
And that sniff was significant.