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Tang Family Old Residence
The rain in Pingjiang City had stopped for a while, and the sun peeked through. The ground showed little sign of rain. By the time Tang Wan and Jiang Jinsang got home, Zhang Liyun and Tang Mo had already arrived and were sitting in the front hall talking with the old man.
"Xiaowu, you're here. How's your health?" The old man quickly stood up.
"Nothing much."
"Your things are all moved in; they're in the East Courtyard. Don't stay here, go and get some rest. Wanwan, take him to his room and let him have a good rest. Come back later."
"Then I'll go rest first." Jiang Jinsang wasn't foolish; the old man was obviously intentionally sending him away.
Tang Wan led him into her own courtyard. The round stone-carved arch gate was adorned with greenery, and in the middle of the courtyard was a large jar with some lotus plants, though they had withered in the onset of autumn.
