C549 Mists

Duan Lingyun stood at the door and looked at the old woman on the wooden board. His Adam's apple was moving up and down and his eyes were filled with excitement. He choked with emotion. "Aunt Minn!"

Aunt Minn?!

The old woman hadn't heard such a term of address for more than ten years. After being stunned for a moment, the corners of her wrinkled lips couldn't help but tremble