Time flew by fast. Like a shuttle, three years of time flew by like flowing river.
It was the month of April, the earth was rejuvenating, and the landscape scenery was beautiful. Mocheng in the northwest was full of verdant vegetation and fragrant wild flowers.
The scenery in Meng mansion had not changed much. Every plant, every tree, every brick and tile, was still as simple as before, and the atmosphere was calm. The only difference was that there were now two more figures in the quiet garden in the past.
"Brother Duanzi, Duanzi, let me hug it, let me hug it..." A little boy in a navy blue pony jacket, carved in pink and jade, followed behind another slightly older child, like a small tail, kept calling.
The child walking in front turned his head around while holding a snow-white little fox in his arms. His pair of beautiful eyes like black pearls inlaid on his pink face, and his bright yellow brocade robe perfectly set off his appearance.
