"Yes. You have been here before, but you probably just don't remember it."
Ye Tianxin and her grandmother walked alongside Ye Linlang. As she gazed toward the Lang Garden, Ye Linlang felt incredibly familiar with all the grasses and trees.
Some fragmented images flashed across her mind, along with piercing pain.
Ye Linlang could not help but cry out in pain, "It hurts!"
"Mom, stop thinking about it. Uncle He has prepared many delicious dishes. Let's go try them out."
There were many visitors at the Lang Garden today. Even though Ye Tianxin and the others decided to go back to the Lang Garden at the last minute, the chefs at the Lang Garden used various culinary skills within a short time. They prepared a whole table of dishes with flavors from across the north and south regions.
Once they stepped inside the dining room, they could sense a warm atmosphere.
Accompanied by the warm air, there was a faint scent of winter plums.