"Let's go inside and talk," Xu Zizhen suggested. "My arms are getting a little sore."
At least they were wooden trays.
If they'd been porcelain, his arms would be even sorer by now.
Perhaps Master Xiao had left a deep impression on them last time...
The two trays were piled high with Maple Leaf Crisps.
Xu Zizhen couldn't help marveling.
"Useless."
The old man chided his grandson.
"You're so young, and you can't even manage this little bit of weight."
"All right."
The old woman felt sorry for her grandson. "Let's go inside and talk."
Still, as she looked at the maple tree in the courtyard, she hesitated.
Would the tree be back to looking like it was on its last legs by the time they came out again?
The tree was like this...
"Could it be a last burst of life?"
The old woman murmured.
"Pfft~"
Xu Zizhen chuckled.
"Grandma, what do you mean, a last burst of life?"
He wondered whether Spirit Maple would get angry if she heard that.
"You don't need to worry."
"The maple tree is fine now."
Although he didn't really understand what had happened just now, either.
He hadn't had a chance to ask Master Xiao before his grandparents showed up.
"No, it isn't."
The old woman nodded absently.
"Good. That's a relief."
She didn't know where her grandson's confidence came from.
But since he sounded so certain...
She looked at him.
This child really did know something.
It was very possible that the tree's strange change had something to do with these two young men.
"Are you two coming or not?"
The old man urged them.
Who had just suggested they go inside and talk?
Why did it look like they were about to start chatting out here