In order to join the literary association, she had done a lot of homework.
This time, she would definitely not let Feng Qianhua down.
In the blink of an eye, the next day arrived.
At dawn, Old Mrs. Lin got up and began to choose her clothes.
At nine o’clock, Feng Qianhua came with Feng Xianxian.
The mother and daughter were dressed very ceremoniously.
At ten in the morning, Old Madam Lin brought everyone to the main hall where the guests were received, waiting for Master Yu to arrive.
Very soon.
Very soon, the housekeeper brought people over.
The old man walking in front was dressed in a chinese-style tang suit. He had a long beard and his hair was already white. He looked like a celestial being.
This was master Yu himself.
Old Lady Lin immediately went up to greet him. “Jing Shan.”
Jing Shan was Master Yu’s name.
“Sister-in-law.”Master Yu cupped his hands. “It’s been many years. How have you been?”