"Ah Mao! Why are you bullying your younger brother?"
"Ah Lan, serve Eldest Young Master more rice!"
"You little brat, if you don't eat properly, I'll spank you!"
The rise and fall of voices made this meal boisterous and lively.
Finally finishing the meal, Su Qingnuan felt as if she had sweated all over.
"Eldest Young Master, are you leaving already?" Ah Lan reluctantly looked at Fu Yihan and the others. Even after walking them to the door, she was still reluctant to part.
Fu Yihan nodded, speaking without much expression: "We'll be temporarily staying at the glass house area. Ah Lan, please deliver meals to me there every day."
"No problem!" Ah Lan replied with a smile. "That's part of our duty."
"Thank you."
With that, Fu Yihan glanced at Su Qingnuan.
Su Qingnuan understood, nodded to Ah Lan, and then pushed Fu Yihan forward.
As night fell, the horizon at the end of the fields was ablaze with fiery red clouds.
