Little Leaf Village.
The young lady who said that she wanted to be Chu Qingzhi's servant girl reached out her small hands to hold the falling rainwater. Her voice was crisp. "Grandpa, it's raining heavily."
The old man's eyes were red as he reached out shakily. The rain fell on his hand, splashing. "Yes, it's finally raining."
The seeds that he had planted previously had already germinated. With this heavy rain, they would definitely grow better.
The little girl's bright eyes were filled with anticipation as she asked, "Grandpa, do you think Sister Qingzhi will send someone to look for me and take me back to be her servant girl?"
The old man waved his hand. "She won't."
The little girl was a little anxious. "Why?"
The old man smiled. "I don't know why either, but I don't think she will." His granddaughter was so young. Even if Qingzhi wanted a servant girl, it wouldn't be her turn.
