Jiang Qishan spoke directly, completely unaware that his joke was somewhat teasing his brother, who was about a decade older than him.
"Yes, you're right,"
Jiang Ziling was easygoing and unpretentious, responding realistically.
Meanwhile, Su Yu had already prepared the carriage and instructed Xixi to notify the villagers who needed water.
Jiang Qishan politely bid farewell, holding the rope in one hand as the carriage slowly started and gradually disappeared in the afterglow of the sunset.
Once inside, Su Yu curiously asked, "Who is that young man? I've never seen him before."
Jiang Ziling replied with a smile, "That's my youngest uncle's son; he has been studying in the county town and rarely gets to come back."
Su Yu was slightly surprised, thinking to herself, 'So he's a scholar, and yet he can be so conversational?'
