Chapter 41 Such a Long Night

In the extreme darkness, the light shone in bit by bit.

That was the slightly flickering candlelight.

The light orange halo around the candlelight faded away like faint mist, enveloping the ordinary room. The room was made of wood and the dark brown wooden frame was somewhat old. The spider nets hung in the house were well cleaned. The dishes on the table were covered by the bamboo-made cover. A little girl who was seven or eight years old was leaning over the table, swinging her legs and discontentedly watching a boy sitting on the threshold and eating the fruit.

Ning Changjiu immediately recognized that the boy was her younger brother.

Whipping the bamboo mat by the door, her mother was talking to her brother while he was listening absent-mindedly.

Her father was slashing the firewood. He looked quite strong without any old appearance.

The family was not rich but supposedly, they lived a good life in the