Madam Chen was amused by the look of confusion on Zhao Yan’s face.
"Sanlang, do you still remember how terrified your father and I were when you first brought those mushrooms home?" she asked with a faint smile.
Zhao Yan certainly remembered; his parents’ reaction had been so intense it had startled him. "I remember, of course. But what does a persimmon tree have to do with mushrooms?" He was even more confused now. The two things had absolutely nothing to do with each other!
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