The passing of a loved one is not a sudden rainstorm; it is a long, damp chill that lingers for the rest of one’s life. Waking to the rattan bed and paper curtains, words cannot describe the melancholy; yet, with the departed gone, the living must find a way to live better.
Since the Elder Ji passed away, the Meng Family had been shrouded in grief, waiting for time to wash it all away. Today, Meng Huaijin took Fu Wenying and Meng Yanchen out for a meal at a well-known Western restaurant in Yancheng.
"Chenchen, how are your chess lessons with your master going?" Meng Huaijin asked as he took off his trench coat and handed it to a waiter. Today was the day Elder Ji was supposed to teach Meng Yanchen.
Chapter 164