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From the outside, it looked like an ordinary farmhouse courtyard with green brick walls and a red iron gate.
The yard was tidy and paved with limewash. The main house consisted of four large rooms. It was somewhat old, but the doors, windows, and interior had all been refurbished. The furniture and appliances also seemed outdated.
After entering, Mu Chenyan's gaze swept over everything here. She had heard that when she was first brought back at the age of three, Xiaosi had been kept in this yard and seldom went out.
Was this the courtyard?
"My eldest son is thirty this year, and the second son is twenty-seven. This one is the third, twenty-five, Xiaosi, who is also my little daughter that you picked up, the one I looked forward to for many years and finally welcomed with difficulty."
