Chapter 362 Scions in Deep Water

"Is it because the rent is cheap?" "Why else would they move into that house? They're definitely going to regret it!" "It's hard to say. After all, that incident was many years ago." As the neighbors gossiped in hushed tones under the tree, their conversation's subject—Wynter—approached them with bags filled with fruits and wild root herbs. "Good day, we just moved into the neighborhood. I'm Wynter, and this is my little brother, Wolf." Wolf, dressed brightly with a baseball cap, nodded politely. Upon seeing Wolf's adorable and guarded expression, the neighbors couldn't help but grow fond of him, and their expressions warmed considerably. "Oh, you shouldn't have," remarked Joyce Kirk, one of the middle-aged ladies, on the gifts, her gaze pleased. She was impressed by Wynter's generous gesture and sincere words. "Is that your grandmother? The lady who's busy in the yard," Joyce asked. Wynter nodded with a smile. "Yes, that's my grandmother. She's a traditional medicine doctor.