C124 Heart

Yang Chenxuan stepped out of the house and glanced toward the far corner of the large sandlot, where Mr. and Mrs. Jingsong were still digging sand. They were quite the pair, probably the only ones still digging by hand. As usual, they couldn't store the river sand; as soon as they had a truckload, it was hauled away. Yang Chenxuan admired the elderly couple and walked over to them