C493 Adoption of yao zicheng

The night was as cold as water, and strange sounds came from the quiet night, adding a bit of chilliness to the originally quiet night, as if it was a premonition of something bad. Grandma Yao had always felt uncomfortable when she was cooking during the day. She thought it was just an old habit of hers, so she didn't care much about continuing to take care of the family matters