Chương 812: There Is a Child Crying

"Wah…" Yuan Yuan burst into tears when he realized that his father was about to leave. He kept crying as he stretched out his hand and kept smacking hard against the door. 

He Xiyan was frying fish in the kitchen while Chen Jiahang was tending to the fire.

They were using a firewood stove, so they would need to make fire each time they wanted to cook. It was troublesome but the food cooked by a firewood stove was much more delicious than that were cooked using a gas stove.

"Jiahang, I think there's a child crying outside," He Xiyan said with a frown when she heard the sobs outside.

The sun had already set, so why would there still be children playing nearby?

Chen Jiahang had also heard the sounds of a child sobbing outside. He added more firewood into the stove, then he drew a basin of water, washed his hands and headed to the living room.