"Dad, a sweet seller has come outside our private school. His sugar figurines are really good. Dad, give me some money so I can buy a sugar figurine,"
When his youngest son hugged him asking for money, Lian Shouxin was neither angry nor impatient; instead, he became happy.
After conversing for a while, all the clouds on Lian Shouxin's face had completely dispersed.
The dumplings were steamed, and Lady Zhang had also made an egg and wood-ear mushroom soup. The family sat down at the dining table and happily ate dumplings to celebrate Lian Shouxin's birthday.
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After sending a message to Sixth Master Shen, it didn't take long for Lian Manman to receive a reply. It was a verbal message brought by Steward Zhong, saying that she should set the date for the sweet potato harvest and he would come at that time.
Lian Manman counted on her fingers and fixed the date.
