Xun Hui, who was in the room, heard the noise and ran out, "Xinxin, is that you... Auntie Sanni?" Because the courtyard for kneading dough was very large, with a flower bed in the middle and an ornate wall screen at the entrance, it was impossible to see the situation at the door.
"Auntie Sanni?" Yang Ruxin scoffed, "I have no aunt."
Xun Hui's face flushed slightly.
Sanni ran out, "Sister, what is she doing here?"
"I don't know." Yang Ruxin shook her head and then glanced at the younger ones who had followed her out, "Do whatever you were doing. No need for you to show yourselves right now."
Xiaofeng and the others went back to what they were doing. They were learning from Gu Qingheng, and now that Gu Qingheng could see again, he could guide them directly in their writing.
But Sanni didn't go back. Instead, she followed Yang Ruxin to the front gate and saw Yang Baihui standing there with a basket, accompanied by a slightly pale-looking young man.
