Although Mo Ruyue felt that her babies' life goal had already been set and there was nothing much to discuss, she still agreed to it out of courtesy and respect for Lin Zhiyuan's serious and responsible attitude.
To be honest, although Lin Zhiyuan was not as dazzling a genius as Du Zhongheng, he could be said to be an all-rounder, but he was willing to live in this small mountain village and set up a private school to open up a path for the children of more common people to receive education. This in itself was a very respectable thing.
Mo Ruyue had just sat down in the lounge when Lin Zhiyuan's wife brought her freshly brewed tea and freshly made desserts. They were yellow pea cakes and chestnut cakes that she had made by hand.
"Lady Qin, I often hear Tang Tang say that your craftsmanship is excellent. I don't know if I have the opportunity to ask you for advice."
