The little girl heard this and affectionately tugged at Yang Chuxia's arm, saying, "Third Aunt, let me introduce myself. My mom's introduction is too bland. My name is Qi Yunqiao. Qi as in neat, don't I look neat? Yun as in cloud, and Qiao from the Qiqiao Festival. My dad says my name is meaningful, it hints at a little fairy who came down from the clouds during the Qiqiao Festival."
"Pffft..." Yang Chuxia burst out laughing, what a lovable girl, "Your dad is right, you are indeed a little fairy."
"I think so too." Qi Yunqiao giggled, "It's only my third aunt and dad who have good taste, my mom always throws cold water on me, saying I'm a scatterbrain."
"Your mom is talking nonsense."
"Right, third aunt thinks so too, right?" The little girl clung to Yang Chuxia's arm again, "Third aunt, we hit it off at first sight."
"Third aunt likes you very much too, stay a few more days at third aunt's house."
"Absolutely."
