On a small hill in the Xie family’s backyard, green grass was growing. Early spring butterflies were resting on the small wildflowers.
Lan Xin brought over a butterfly-shaped paper kite.
Xie Yun took the paper kite and raised it high. After that, he placed the kite string in Qiao Ruoyi’s hand. “Hold on tight.”
Qiao ruoyi looked at the high kite and said, “Xie Yun, after I leave, you have to teach wei’er well. Nichang is already married. With big sister around, I naturally don’t have to worry. Wei'er is still young. When you help him find a wife, you have to remember to find a more virtuous wife.
“However, the most important thing is that Wei'er likes it. You Can’t set some boundaries for your status. Having a lowly background doesn’t mean that you’re a lowly person.”
Xie Yun sat beside Qiao ruoyi and replied, “Alright.”
