C775 The Yearning for the Future

In the afternoon, Ruonan lay on the rocking chair in the yard, enjoying the sound of cicadas buzzing around her. It was quite relaxing.

There was a jujube tree in the yard. Earlier, Yumu had used a bamboo stick to knock a few green jujubes down. Ruonan picked up a few, washed them, and tried one—it was surprisingly sweet