Chapter 1590: Chapter 1572: Snatching the sweat-stained silk handkerchief from sister's hand and stuffing it into one's own bosom_1 Chapter 1590: Chapter 1572: Snatching the sweat-stained silk handkerchief from sister's hand and stuffing it into one's own bosom_1 “My name is Yi Xian'er.”
Yi Xian'er really liked Ge Qiuyan's lively and cheerful demeanor and greeted her with a smile: “Let's not stand outside, come in for a cup of tea.”
“Sure.”
Ge Qiuyan happily agreed: “I was just thinking of visiting your Lin Residence. My grandpa said it's beautifully built, just like the famous families in the city.”
“Hehe, it's not that exaggerated, it's just a garden.”
Yi Xian'er modestly laughed and gestured: “Follow me, I'll show you around the courtyard.”
“Thank you.”
Ge Qiuyan was delighted and followed her inside.
*
Lin Qingluo watched the two young girls enter the peach forest, and smiled teasingly: “Our courtyard has just been built, and there will definitely be many visitors in the coming days.”
“Someone's coming.”
As the words fell, Little Kingfisher raised her alert head and indeed saw two light trails, one leading and one following, approaching with sword control and gently landing on the opposite bank.
“Excuse me, is this the Lin Residence?”
This time it was two young men who came, dressed quite extravagantly, with handsome faces and polite manners.
“Yes.”
Shitou had sharp ears and caught the two men's inquiry. He threw away his hoe and ran towards the Stone Arch Bridge like the wind.
The two young men bowed their hands together in a polite greeting: “We are villagers living nearby and have come to visit the master of Lin Residence.”
“My Master is up ahead, follow me.”
Shitou made a bow in return and gestured them to follow.
“Thank you.”
The two men flew over the small river with their swords and followed Shitou to Lin Qingluo.
Lin Qingluo greeted them politely and signaled Shitou to lead them inside.
Shitou understood and led the two men into the peach forest.
“Jinming, Jinhua, you two come here.”
Lin Qingluo watched the two men walk away, pondered for a moment, and summoned her two younger brothers.
“Coming.”
Lin Jinming and Lin Jinhua heard their sister's heart sound transmission and also threw away their hoes, rushing over like the wind.
“You two don't need to work in the vegetable field.”
Lin Qingluo instructed with a smile: “There are guests in the mansion, you two are in charge of entertaining them.”
“Alright.”
The two brothers agreed in unison and rushed into the peach forest like the wind.
*
As Lin Qingluo predicted, there was a steady stream of villagers coming to visit.
Wang Meng, Feng Yi, and Mo Canglan also brought people in to receive guests one after another.
“No one is left in the vegetable field, let's go help.”
Lin Qingluo smiled helplessly, rose into the air with sword control, and flew to the vegetable field with Little Kingfisher.
“Sister, you don't have to work anymore.”
Mu Fan saw her coming, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and curled his lips into a shallow smile: “I can handle the rest of the field by myself.”
“You must be tired.”
Lin Qingluo landed and took out a clean handkerchief to wipe his sweat.
“Not tired.”
With a light sniff of the elegant floral scent, Mu Fan's ears turned red. He glanced at the sweat-stained handkerchief, snatched it from his sister's hand, and stuffed it into his arms.
“Daddy.”
“Mommy.”
The little spirits saw their daddy and mommy together, and their eyes lit up. They flew over from all directions, frolicking around the two.
“All of you, go back to The Orb.”
Lin Qingluo was getting a headache from the little ones, and helplessly put her hand on her forehead: “There are many guests at home, don't run around everywhere.”
“Master, we will go back too.”
Shibao, being sensible, held hands with Tanbao and flew over from the vineyard, voluntarily asking to return to the Primordial Orb.
“Shibao is so good, most considerate and understanding.”
Lin Qingluo affectionately pinched Shibao's chubby little face, and with a thought, absorbed them all into the Primordial Orb.
“Phew.”
Finally, there was peace in her ears. She rubbed her brow and let out a comfortable breath.
“Hehe.”
Mu Fan found it amusing and let out a melodic, low laugh from his throat.
Chapter end
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