"Dad, where did you find this basket?" Sheng An only asked after her breathing had steadied.
"Oh! A young man who came to the village last time gave it to me; he said he picked it up from the road."
The last time Qin Yue came to investigate Sheng Ning's origins, he had pretended to ask for directions to specifically interact with Sheng Laosan. He had the appearance of a young man who was honest and simple, which left a deep impression on Sheng Laosan.
"Dad, you know him?" Sheng An was surprised, her eyes wide.
"Mm! This young man is quite pleasant and very polite," Sheng Laosan praised.
"Dad, you've been fooled! He's nothing but a bastard, a hooligan!" Sheng An said with disdain.
"Nonsense!" Sheng Laosan scolded sternly, "How can a young girl curse at someone so casually? What wrong has this man done to you?"
"Isn't it exactly that he has wronged me?"
