Chapter 1795 - 322_5

"Brother Bin, you're not as fast as me!"

Tan Wenbin calmly turned the page and said:

"I'm already on my second round of review."

Lin Shuyou: "..."

Li Zhiyuan passed between them, continuing forward, until he reached the grass pavilion at the cliff's edge.

Zhao Yi's cottage was indeed well built.

The youth looked up, gazing ahead.

Mist shrouded the mountains, and a waterfall gracefully cascaded down from the depths above. It seemed like the Milky Way descending from the heavens, Li Bai didn't deceive me.

...

"They really didn't trick us."

Upon reaching the Jiujiang city center, Liu Jinxia insisted on claiming the prize first.

Watching the refrigerator and color TV being loaded onto the minibus, the weight in Liu Jinxia's heart was finally relieved.

As for the sofa, it was a whole set and needed a truck for transport. Liu Jinxia watched it being loaded onto the truck, heading towards Nantong.

After dealing with this matter, Liu Jinxia finally had the leisure to enjoy the sights.

First, they went to their accommodations, expecting a guesthouse, but instead entered the old city district.

At the door, they ran into a familiar face, Zhao Yi.

Liu Jinxia: "Why are you here?"

Zhao Yi: "Oh, my hometown is here. You guys came; how could I not play tour guide?"

Liu Jinxia felt it was odd but, seeing Zhao Yi's enthusiasm, didn't say anything.

Zhao Yi led the way, pointing at the courtyard up ahead and said, "That is your accommodation for the next few days. It's not a guesthouse or a hotel; it's considered one of Jiujiang Territory's old courtyards, a place money can't buy to stay."

Liu Jinxia: "How did you arrange this?"

Zhao Yi: "I used connections."

Liu Jinxia: "Your connections are valuable?"

Zhao Yi: "My connections aren't enough; I had to borrow yours."

Thinking Zhao Yi was joking, Liu Jinxia playfully scoffed but still showed concern: "Does this interfere with your work and earning money?"

Zhao Yi: "Actually, my family is quite wealthy. We organize a circus for touring the world."

Liu Jinxia clearly doubted it: "Is your family home big too? Where is it?"

Zhao Yi pursed his lips, revealing a shy smile.

As if caught exaggerating.

The courtyard was large, well-maintained, and the decor inside was elegant and classic, filled with cultural artifacts. Liu Jinxia realized Zhao Yi hadn't lied.

Looking around, Liu Jinxia felt an inexplicable familiarity with the place.

Li Juxiang: "Mom, what's wrong?"

Liu Jinxia: "Xiang Hou, this place feels like I lived here in a dream, haha."

Ping came out of the kitchen, wearing an apron, happy to see so many guests in her home.

But when Ping's gaze fell on Cui Cui, she froze.

She rushed forward, crouched down, embraced Cui Cui, and started crying.

Ping mistook her, thinking Liu Jinxia had aged and only "recognized" Cui Cui.

Through the window crevice, Jin Xingshan peered out, faintly illuminated, watching the "family of three" outside.

Jin Xingshan's face beamed with a smile.

The faint crevice seemed like a stream of nectar flowing to him.

Zhao Yi had previously asked him how to reunite with the family.

Jin Xingshan said he didn't want a reunion, just wished to see them in person.

The old man knew he was nearing the end and didn't wish to reunite, only to face the hardship of farewell days later.

Despite Ping's exaggerated actions, it was clear she harbored no malice, rather she adored Cui Cui.

Soon, Ping brought out a heap of snacks for Cui Cui to eat.

Some bought, some she made.

Cui Cui thanked her while choosing, and upon seeing the sweet osmanthus pastry, Liu Jinxia couldn't help but take a piece, biting into it.

As an elder, sharing the snacks with her granddaughter was improper, yet she was irresistibly compelled to do so.

The moment the pastry hit her tongue, she felt its softness and smoothness, its flavor fully dissolving, penetrating her throat, touching her soul and soothing her heart. With a deep breath, she seemed to sense the fragrant osmanthus aroma filling the courtyard.

"Mom, is it so delicious that you're crying from it?"

Liu Jinxia wiped her eyes with her fingertips: "It's truly delicious, you have to try it."

Li Juxiang tasted a piece.

It was indeed tasty, but given their improved living conditions, she was used to having anything she desired, hence found the pastry rather ordinary.

Liu Jinxia couldn't resist and finished the entire pastry in her hand.

Ping served the dishes, and as Zhao Yi put it, everything was included in the luxurious tour, so eat to your heart's content.

The dishes were abundant; Ping cooked nearly everything she could, covering the table.

Liu Jinxia was startled by the grandeur, glancing repeatedly at Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi's enthusiasm was palpable, seemed deliberately flattering as if with an ulterior motive.

Liu Jinxia: "Zhao Yi?"

"Hmm?"

"Is there something you need to tell me?"

"That's right."

"Is it about Old Tian?"

"No, no. Haha, please enjoy your meal first; I'll discuss it with you afterward."

Liu Jinxia hesitantly picked up the chopsticks.

Being a cautious person, if it wasn't about Old Tian, it wasn't her concern. Then what was Zhao Yi's purpose?

Liu Jinxia instinctively turned to look at Li Juxiang beside her.

An absurd thought surfaced in the elderly woman's mind:

Could it be that Zhao Yi has taken a liking to her Xiang Hou?

However, this suspicion was quelled with the first bite of food.

Liu Jinxia's eyes moistened again, tears flowing as she ate.

Li Juxiang curiously remarked:

"Mom, are you crying from delicious food again?"