After lunch, Ye Shu and Ye Sen went to work.
Ye Zao was the only one left in the house.
Ye Zao sat in front of the desk and drew something with her head down. Her expression was focused. The sunlight shone in through the window and coated her eyes with a faint halo.
At this moment, the doorbell rang in the air.
Ye Zao picked up a book and pressed the drawing on it. Then, she walked out to open the door.
The door was opened, but there was no one outside.
Ye Zao frowned slightly.
Could it be that her drawing had made her brain go crazy?
Was she hearing things?
“Who is it? Is anyone there?”
Ye Zao asked, but no one answered.
Just as ye Zao was about to close the door, a figure jumped out from the corner. “Surprise!”
Ye Zao looked at the person in surprise. “Grandma Cen?”
“Yezi!”Old Mrs. Cen jogged over, wanting to give ye Zao a warm hug.