This small young boy is Cui Du.
After Cui Du saluted, he stood up straight. He wasn't very accustomed to the distinctions between social ranks, so he boldly met Jiang Shaohua's eyes and gestured with his hands.
Jiang Shaohua was in a good mood and didn't mind, guessing with interest, "I, the Commandery Princess, went with the Personal Guard Camp to suppress bandits, and it took almost half a month. Did you hear that I returned to the mansion, so you rushed back tonight to see me?"
Cui Du grinned, nodding repeatedly, and took out a charcoal pen and paper from his sleeve, swiftly drawing a few strokes, and handed it to Jiang Shaohua.
Jiang Shaohua looked carefully under the lantern and moonlight.
"The spring plowing at the field manor is about to finish, and it's almost time to start planting." Jiang Shaohua guessed while looking at the few particularly large and plump seeds drawn on the paper, "Are you selecting seed grains?"
Cui Du first nodded, then gestured a few more times.
