After dinner, Old Madam Xu had to return to the hospital. She did not allow anyone to send her off. Before getting into the car, she called out to Qi Shenbai. Everyone else was sent away, including Xu Jiaojiao.
The parents and Xu Zhengyang returned to the house first. Xu Jiaojiao was a little worried, so she waited in the courtyard. Around the Mid-Autumn Festival, the osmanthus flowers were blooming. The evening breeze gently blew, filling the courtyard with their sweet fragrance.
Qi Shenbai sat in the back seat with the car window half lowered. When he looked up, he could see Xu Jiaojiao standing in the courtyard.
Xu Jiaojiao looked up at the osmanthus flowers. When she saw that the flowers were blooming so nicely, she could not help but pick a few. She thought that they would smell good when she put them in the room later. She could also make them into dried flowers, bookmarks, or pick more to make osmanthus wine.
