"Ah...it turns out that Eliza Chen has a younger sister." Emily Chen said.
She squatted by the well and washed the pot, while Eliza Chen moved an old man's chair, slumped on it and lazily raised his eyelids.
The wind made the grass blades rustle, and the sweetness of brown sugar lingered in the air for a long time. In the morning sun, I squinted at the starry sky above my head, and my whole body was filled with the feeling of satiety after eating.
"My sister is smart, fierce, rebellious, and stubborn," she brushed her curly hair and said lazily, leaning her head back on the chair. "She is a problem child."
"But I think you seem to like her very much." Emily Chen said with a smile.
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