Ye Langhua pushed Old Lady Lin to the north wing room.
It was different from the previous grand and magnificent room. Now, the north wing room was very clean. As soon as she walked in, she could smell a faint sandalwood scent.
Old Lady Lin was still worshipping Bodhisattva in the north wing room. What she did every day was to recite scriptures and pray for the Lin family. Next was to atone for her sins.
Ye Langhua wanted to continue pushing Old Lady Lin into the house, but was interrupted by Old Lady Lin. “Let’s do it here, Langhua. The house is too stuffy.”
“Okay.”Ye Langhua nodded and stopped walking. He stopped his wheelchair beside the pavilion in the small courtyard.
The Bright Moon Hung High in the sky like a white jade plate, draping a layer of white gauze over everything in the courtyard.
A cool breeze blew, and the scent of sandalwood was even stronger. There was also a faint fragrance of flowers.
Old Lady Lin had someone make tea and bring it over.
