"Ah, who might this be?" Mrs. Kiyono said mockingly, from her manner, one could probably imagine what Kiyono Lin would look like in twenty years.
If, at that time, she cut her hair short.
"Mr. Dubian, Dubian Che." Dubian Che replied with a smile.
"Have we met before?" Mrs. Kiyono wondered aloud.
"I'm sorry, I'll be visiting you often in the future." Dubian Che left the porch and walked into the ladies' garden.
"Why would you visit her? Your mother-in-law is right here." Jiutiao Zhenji said, then suddenly seemed to recall something, "Oh, so you haven't visited me these days, and now you turn up here, planning to side with the Kiyono family?"
"I'm here to find you," said Dubian Che.
Jiutiao Zhenji, as if she couldn't bear it, turned her head to Kiyono Youko and said, "Don't believe a word he says."
"Agreed." Kiyono Youko waved at Dubian Che, "Come here."
She pointed to a bag of fine soil by the fence and said, "Take this, after we spread the seeds, pour it over evenly."
