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"Flowers for refreshnt and alertness?"

This topic touched upon Yan Yueqing’s area of unfamiliar knowledge. She softly said, "How about later when Grandpa Mi is free, Tang Bao can personally ask him if that’s okay?"

Tang Tang was not one to fuss over details; she humd in agreent and then put the matter aside, cheerily preparing to welco Ji Li.

Flowers for refreshnt and alertness were common, but the back hill was only used as a private garden and did not house any herb or flower workshops.

Besides, from the interactions over the past few days, Housekeeper Mi seed to be a very traditional butler. In other words, unless there were orders from above, he would not take it upon himself to plant a hillside of flowers.

Flowers for refreshnt and alertness... There must be so use for them, right?

She would ask later.

As they were talking, Housekeeper Mi, full of energy, approached and said, "Miss Yan,, they have arrived."

Everyone, upon hearing this, put down what they were doing and walked to the front gate.

A black vehicle slowly stopped next to the central garden’s fountain, the door opened, and Director Tang stepped out, beaming and waving at the group by the door.

Then, a frail figure slipped out from behind the half-height car door.

Ji Li was very thin, almost alarmingly so.

The mont Yan Yueqing saw him, she was involuntarily reminded of Du Mian Mian.

When they first t, Mian Mian had another na—Song Xiaoyu.

She was curled up in a corner of the market, the black slimness of her hands a stark contrast to the few bright red tomatoes.

Despite living a very hard life and being physically frail, Mian Mian still diligently tended the vegetables in the soil, hoping to exchange them for a modest inco to add to her family’s finances.

Back then, Yan Yueqing had never imagined that Mian Mian would turn out to be the Du Family’s daughter lost to the outside world. She rely felt pure sympathy for her childhood hardships, unaware of the significant matters it would later entail.

Now.

Seeing Ji Li, she instinctively felt a pang of sympathy and greeted him, "Little Leh is here?"

Ji Li kept his head down, his long black bangs hiding his eyes and revealing not the slightest expression.

Director Tang was extrely enthusiastic, "Little Leh, this is Aunt Yan whom I told you about."

"Mm," Ji Li did not look up, still silently nodding, and seed to squeeze out a few words from his throat, "Hello, Aunt."

Yan Yueqing felt there was sothing odd about the boy, but it wasn’t surprising; getting used to a new environnt and being shy were normal.

"Don’t stand there, co inside and play with your brothers and sisters." She called the three little ones over to invite Ji Li inside, then she herself paused, giving Director Tang a glance.

He understood imdiately, "Let Tang Tang play with Ji Li. I just arrived here; how about I take a walk around?"

Tang Tang couldn’t wait for her dad to stop bothering her, and she grabbed Ji Li, pulling him along as quickly as a little rabbit.

Ji Li was very averse to Yan Yueqing but bore no ill will towards the three children of similar age.

Especially when the delicately cute little sister grabbed him, his mind hadn’t even caught up yet, but his feet were already following her inside.

Jun Lii knew the two had matters to discuss: "I’ll go in and accompany the children." He then promptly walked into the house with the twins.

Yan Yueqing watched everyone go inside, then retracted her smiling gaze, "Shall we go? Take a walk in the garden?"

Director Tang humd in agreent, walking alongside her, and started to share information about Ji Li.

"You an his grandmother hasn’t—" Yan Yueqing heard and frowned, "If Little Lei is here now, won’t he be worried about his grandmother?"

"There’s no helping it," Director Tang shook his head repeatedly, "You don’t know how stubborn his grandmother can be. Dragging around an ill body, she almost kneeled in front of and the village chief... If there were a choice, I definitely would have wanted Little Leh to accompany his grandmother through her last monts."

"No wonder Little Leh had that expression just now..."

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