In Chu Village.
An ordinary-looking female farmer in her sixties walked into the courtyard excitedly. "Qing Yu, Qing Yu, Mother is here."
Li Qingyu was packing up and was about to go back to her family to inquire. She did not expect her mother to suddenly visit her. When she came back to her senses, she walked out. "Mother."
There were a few people behind the old woman, Zheng Guixiang. They were Li Qingyu's eldest brother, Li Qinghu, her second brother, Li Qingwu, and Zheng Guixiang's favorite grandson, Li Jianheng, who was 17 years old.
"Eldest Brother, Second Brother, Jianheng."
Li Jianheng called out, "Auntie."
Li Qingyu patted his head.
When the Chu family members heard the voice, they walked out one by one and greeted each other. Then, they entered the central room together. The elders took their seats, and the juniors stood to the side.
