"I agree, Xinxin. When Second Uncle comes back later, ask for more, and it's best to just leave him with a tenth of the hard work fee." Unexpectedly, Madam Shu Lishi chimed in, "If he doesn't agree, don't give him the recipe."
Yang Ruxin's mouth twitched. This is a classic case of an aunt setting a trap for her uncle.
As they were chatting here, the yard over there had already been tidied up.
Shu Huai personally took Gu Qingheng and Yang Ruxin over.
"This is the courtyard Aunt lived in before she got married, and it's still maintained the way it was before her marriage." Shu Huai led them to a very serene courtyard.
"Manzhi Garden." Yang Ruxin looked at the plaque above, and despite the long time, it still looked as fresh as new, indicating it was regularly maintained and cleaned.
