"Alright, alright."
The Yang family had been servants to the Jih family for generations, with a loyalty ingrained deeper than anyone else's.
They were considered the most trusted by the members of the Jih family.
Yang Zhong, influenced by his father from a young age, had exceptional management skills.
He rushed over as soon as he got the news last night, arriving in the morning, and by midday, he had already managed to organize many things at home.
The two cooks in the kitchen were ready.
Two maids were temporarily arranged, daughters of relatives from Yang Zhong's family.
The number of people was still insufficient, but more helpers could be added slowly in the future; for now, there were enough for emergencies.
There were also two gardeners from the old home, both elderly men who were also relatives.
The entire Jih family finally had a bit of liveliness again.
When Jih Yunxiao saw the garden, overgrown with weeds when he came back yesterday, all the weeds were gone.
