Zhang Yuanzhong swallowed hard and hastened to explain before Xu San could question him.
"No, Mr. Xu San, it's not that I meant to conceal it. It's just that this happened so long ago, I didn't know it was related to here!"
"Then why are you not explaining quickly!" Xu San rebuked sharply.
Zhang Yuanzhong wiped his sweat with his sleeve and hurriedly recalled, "The first time Ying Niang told me about dreaming of an ancient house at the bottom of the lake filled with stone monsters was ten years ago, right when my eldest son was born. Women, after giving birth, tend to have wild thoughts during confinement, and it's normal to have strange dreams, isn't it?"
