In He Lianfang's residence.
Zhao Yao was eating candied chestnuts while chatting with He Lianfang.
"Wild chestnuts taste the best when roasted." These chestnuts were a special pick Zhao Yao had brought back from the mountains a few days ago. They were small and exceptionally sweet.
As He Lianfang peeled the chestnuts, he remarked, "The taste is indeed quite good." Aside from other things, Zhao Yao's proficiency in food was truly admirable, something that really impressed He Lianfang.
"The New Year is coming, and I'll be another year older." Zhao Yao was initially very happy about growing up, but his smile quickly faded. "Alas, even if I age another year during the New Year, I'm still not considered an adult."
He Lianfang ignored Zhao Yao, focusing intently on eating the chestnuts.
Zhao Yao gave a sigh that seemed older than his years: "Why is growing up so slow?"
"Don't want to stay in the capital?" Ever since Zhao Yao returned from Yangzhou, he had been complaining non-stop.
