Time passed swiftly, and before he knew it, Jiajun had been home for half a month. One day, as Jiajun returned from outside, he encountered a granddaughter of Mrs. Shen's sister in the front yard, a girl named Zhenzhu. Upon seeing Jiajun, Zhenzhu approached him with a beaming smile, "Cousin, you've returned. Zhenzhu greets you."
After thinking for a moment, Jiajun finally remembered who the girl before him was, "Cousin, you're too kind. When did you come over?" Since she was a guest and a relative, he couldn't simply ignore her and walk away without exchanging a few words.
"I've been here for several days, but cousin has been so busy. How could you have had time to see Zhenzhu?" The woman across from him looked at Jiajun with a gaze filled with silent reproach.
