This was the nice thing about being in the countryside. Every home was spaced far apart, unlike the clamor of city life.
Ming Lingyi hugged her knees, rested her chin on them, and tilted her head. "Mother has been talking to me about your marriage lately."
Ming Chengyu understood immediately. He found it a little amusing. "Since when are you concerned about my marriage?"
"Mhm."
"Well, you don't have to be," Ming Chengyu said. "I'm not in any hurry to get married."
Ming Lingyi replied, "You're not in a hurry? But you're so old!"
Ming Chengyu: "..."
'Have I been too good to my little sister?' he wondered. 'Is that why she's forgotten her place?'
'How dare she call me old?'
