Gu Lingling was unaware of what was happening.
Under her meticulous care, Grandma Yao gradually regained her health.
Meanwhile, Yao Jingsong was kept at home by Gu Lingling for the past few days, not venturing out at all. Dongzi came over a few times, and seeing Jingsong reading books, he looked envious.
Gu Lingling saw this and invited him to join.
Dongzi's family was not well-off; they had neither books nor notebooks. Gu Lingling took the two boys on a trip to the suburban recycling center, where, besides finding a few books, they stumbled upon quite a few good things.
Like this seemingly unremarkable jar.
"What do you plan to do with this? Are you going to play with it or keep small fish inside?" Yao Jingsong stared at the unassuming, pitch-black jar for a long time and said.
Gu Lingling, "..."
