"I understand, Mother!"
About one hour later, the carriage stopped in front of a residence.
Then they heard Old Mu calling out, "Xiaxia, we're here!"
Yang Chuxia glanced briefly at the residence's exterior before leading the children inside, following Old Mu.
Once inside the house, Yang Chuxia gave a bow to Old Mu, "Granduncle!"
"Oh, it's been several years, and you've become so polite!" Old Mu laughed at his own comment. He remembered the days he used to steal broad beans from the Yang Family and even got into a fight with this girl. In the blink of an eye, so many years had passed, and the little girl from back then had become a mother herself.
Thinking of this, Old Mu's gaze shifted to Yangyang standing next to Yang Chuxia.
Seeing him looking her way, Yangyang stepped forward and gave a deep bow, "Greetings to Granduncle!"
