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"Is it good or not, if the great-grandfather goes to see for himself, he'll know,"
Wen Zhi recognized the voice that responded—it was Han Yu's.
The elder hmphed, "She likes to keep these pretty little pets. I remember she used to be very fond of those what-you-call-them, Persian Cats? The whole house was covered in fur, it was thoroughly annoying."
Han Yu couldn't stop laughing, "Although the old lady keeps peas as pets, the thousands of sheep and yaks she raises are also very valuable."
The elder hmphed again, "She has raised these animals since she was a child, of course, she's good at it. Those Persian Cats she never raised as a child, but she really knows how to care for these little pets."
Han Yu teased, "Great-grandfather, although you complain about the Persian Cat the old lady kept back in the day, you still went about your official duties every day wearing clothes covered in cat hair."
"Enough, don't mention that cat," the elder's tone sounded somewhat serious.
