The breakfast was quite simple, with thin porridge paired with some small dishes and homemade steamed buns.
After eating, the weather was nice, so Yang Fan took Murong Yan and his mother to stroll nearby, personally visiting the villagers of Xiaoliang Village, and their hands were not empty of gifts, all purchased from a nearby town upon their return.
Baili Lanxiang was very eager to see what kind of place her son had lived in for eighteen years.
The meal yesterday and the first impression upon arriving at Kongming Mountain had given her confidence; it was indeed a good place, her son was lucky to have met two good people.
A good mentor and a good senior apprentice sister were his fortunes.
"Hanshuang, this kid is becoming more mature, I can feel relieved." Standing at the door, Han Yi'an watched the three walk away and spoke to Lu Hanshuang.
