Liu Zihan was four years younger than Yang Shi and the same age as Jiang Xiaobai.
Calculating the time, she had just turned 120 this year...
"Dad, Shixiong, call Little Jian, I want to go back to Qingshi Town for some milk tea…"
Yang Shi's heart trembled when he saw Liu Zihan picking up the children.
"Alright, I'll go call Little Jian."
Before Yang Shi could leave, a voice came from outside the door.
"Mom, I've been here all along…"
Ever since Liu Wuheng returned, Yang Fujian had been coming over to sit for a while every day after his cultivation, to chat with his mother and grandfather.
Perhaps sensing something, Yang Fujian had not left recently and was meditating in the adjacent yard.
"Shixiong, today, I want to ride on your Cloud Sea Deer."
"Mhm."
Yang Shi led the beautiful Cloud Sea Deer, which was snorting in the yard, as graceful as in the past.
