The old man's complaints came to an abrupt end.

...

The old man was stunned.

He couldn't help but reach out and rub his eyes.

He read that right?

...

"Oh, old woman."

The old man touched the old lady's arm next to him with his hand.

"you say……"

"I'm not mistaken?"

"Maple Leaf Crisp..."

"Not..."

...

"No……"

The old woman's eyes were filled with excitement.

She saw it clearly.

The maple leaf crisps they had placed on the stone table before... are gone.

There are only two people in this family, she and the old man.

Since it wasn't what they ate.

So……

“…I really ate…”

The old lady murmured.

The hands couldn't help but hold them tightly.

"real……"

"It's true..."

The things the children told them about maple trees before... were finally put into practice.

...

It’s not that they don’t believe what the children say.

After all, they also saw one or two of the magical things about the maple trees.

It’s just that in a short time, it happened too much and too quickly…

The matter of green bamboo, the matter of maple trees... and the monster named Lingfeng...

They are old.

I couldn't digest so much for a while, especially what subverted their cognition.

Although it has been a long time since I learned about these things...

But it was because nothing changed after that...

Instead, they became more and more uncertain.

This time, it was an old lady who made maple leaf crisps for maple trees.

Very excited when doing it.

It's especially exciting.

But after doing it, hesitated.

It seemed like I suddenly woke up.

It was still the old man who couldn't stand her and was determined that they came to the yard.

...

Honestly, speaking to the maple tree...

In fact, it is not unfamiliar to them.

But they were as nervous as the first time.

Because... different.

A long time ago, their focus was not on maple trees.

And in their eyes, children who are particularly rebellious and unreasonable.

Maple trees are just dispensable.

...

But this time, they only focus on maples.

The maple leaf crisps they made are for maple trees.

They know that maples can give them back.

They also look forward to the maple tree giving them corresponding reactions.

...

This feeling is wonderful.

The old lady even had the suspicion that they were crazy?

fortunately.

They are not crazy.

What the children said is true.

The old lady's lips were trembling with excitement.

No sound can be made.

...

The old man walked under the maple tree.

He looked at the tray on the stone table.

Um.

The old man nodded.

The food was very clean.

The old man showed a satisfied smile on his face.

He turned his head.

Look upwards.

“…like it?”

The old man's voice was not loud or light.

At this time, the quiet yard was particularly clear.

"This is done by the old woman very carefully."

"This craft has been lost for many years before."

"Now I pick it up, and I'm getting better and better."

...

"Why……"

The old lady felt a little embarrassed.

She hurriedly reached out and pulled the old man's clothes, trying to stop the old man from continuing.

"What are you saying?"

The old lady muttered in a low voice.

The speed of speaking is very fast.

"What are you talking about this?"

"Stop talking..."

...
To be continued...