The old woman suddenly understood.
"So you heard it from Xiao Li..."
Then a new question came to mind.
When had this young man heard it from Xiao Li?
Why couldn't she remember at all?
As if noticing the old woman's confusion, Xiao Xiao's lips curled slightly.
"Don't you remember?"
"When we first met, I told you..."
"I was the person who bought jianbing guozi right before you."
"I heard you greeting and talking with the jianbing guozi vendor."
"The vendor called you Grandma Luo..."
"Oh, right."
The old woman sighed with emotion. "You're such an attentive young man."
He'd noticed that.
And remembered it.
"My memory's failing me."
So the young man had told her from the very beginning that the first time they'd met hadn't been in this Small Forest.
It had been at the jianbing guozi stand.
But when she was at the stand, she hadn't known he was there at all.
She hadn't expected that they would run into each other again in the Small Forest.
Xiao Xiao shook his head slightly.
"I only mentioned it in passing."
"You didn't notice."
"My surname is Xiao."
Without dwelling on the matter, Xiao Xiao changed the subject and introduced himself to the old woman.
"Xiao Xiao."
"The Xiao in 'The wind rustles, Yi River runs cold.'"
"The Xiao meaning brave in battle."
It took the old woman a few seconds to process his name.
"Oh."
The old woman smiled in sudden understanding and nodded.
"Xiao Xiao."
"That's a nice name."
"Thank you."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"Xiao Xiao... ah."
The old woman pressed her lips together.
"Can you tell me what Cong Cong looks like?"
"Cong Cong..."
Xiao Xiao raised his brows slightly.
"Mm."
The old woman smiled and nodded.
"That