Chapter 295 The Peak Of My Life (Part 1)

Despite being over 70 years old, her eyes still shine brightly. I admire her eyes. Unlike some elderly people whose eyes become cloudy with age, hers remain clear. Mrs. Sang is busy in the kitchen. I went in to see her. She was rinsing white locust flowers under the faucet. She turned around happily and told me, "It turns out there is a locust tree behind our house. I picked a lot of locust flowers."