But now.
For some reason, Qiao Ran felt a bit resistant to interacting with Zhang Xianxian.
"Mm, let's talk about it when there is time," Qiao Ran nodded and continued eating her noodles.
**
Tang Dynasty Yipin.
After a day of bustling about, Lin Guixiang finally finished tidying things up.
Looking at the arrangements in the new house, Lin Guixiang felt as if she were in a trance.
One year ago.
She was a rural woman with nothing, and at that time, she was worried about where to live and what life to lead.
But in the blink of an eye, she was living in the most luxurious district of Qing City.
"Mom, what are you thinking about?" Lin Wu walked out of the room, holding Shaliva.
Lin Guixiang's thoughts were interrupted, and she turned to look at Lin Wu, "I was thinking how hard it was for us to get to where we are today."
Only they knew how bumpy that road had been.
