Xiaomi cheerfully led her little sister up the mountain for a hunting trip. She didn't feel tired at all, running every day without getting exhausted.
Meanwhile, as the scorching sun gradually set, approaching evening, the village welcomed two carriages that stopped right in front of the Jiang family's door.
At this time, Jiang Hu's second aunt and others were working in the field, with only a few children at home. The coachman, after parking the carriages, went to knock on the door, while a maid hurriedly brought over a horse stool.
Soon, two people got out of the carriage, one voluptuous and the other graceful and charming.
Then three more people stepped out from the carriage behind, one thin and tall, another a refined gentleman, and the third holding a three-year-old child.
"Dad, Mom, Yajing, how do you find the environment here in Xiangmu Village? It's not bad, right?"
