Luo Qiao greeted everyone one by one, and Yuan Weicheng said, "Our Qiaoqiao is indeed impressive, congratulations from your uncle."
Luo Qiao felt somewhat embarrassed, "Thank you, Uncle."
Then the old master came out and called his three sons to the study. It was clear they were going to discuss some matters.
The food in the kitchen was almost ready, and except for Big Brother Yuan Jiahui and Second Brother Yuan Jiawei, who were in the army, everyone else in the family had returned.
Luo Qiao washed some strawberries she had brought and served them to everyone. Yuan Jiaming asked, "Where did these come from?"
Luo Qiao replied with a faint smile, "I saw someone selling them on my way here, so I bought quite a few."
Yuan Jiayi took a plate from Luo Qiao's hand and said casually, "You're quite lucky. How come I never run into this kind of luck?"
Yuan Jiaxing laughed, "Fourth Brother, strawberries are your favorite. I almost forgot."