Chapter 57: WHAT IF IT IS TRUE

Along the wooden shelves, empty plastic containers of different readymade goods could also be seen gathering some dust around them yet although the place looked quite shabby, it was still able to afford to have some useful appliances in it.

But on another downside, the octopus wiring of all these electric fan and lights and battered refrigerator were all hooked up to an illegal connection.

'Cough! Cough!'

­The old lady cough hard and so her son handed her water right away.

"Have some water first, mother."

The little boy said as he handed his mother a glass of water. The other party accepted the glass readily and offered him her thanks.

"Thanks, John."

The boy named John no longer speak a word after that and just simply flashed his mother a sweet and warm smile, just like what a typical loving son would normally do.