"Sister, sister, someone is looking for you outside." Yang Chuxia had nothing to occupy her and was watching Mingcui and Ming Liu, two young girls, sew clothes.
Both of the girls were proficient in needlework, and since Yang Chuxia didn't need their services at the moment, she had brought out some fabric for them to get started on clothes for the children.
Yang Qingtong came in from outside, her forehead sweaty even in such weather.
"Why are you so hot? Who's looking for me?"
Yang Qingtong took the handkerchief Yang Chuxia handed her and wiped her face haphazardly before saying, "I was playing spinning tops with Qingbao. The person is a middle-aged man; by the way he speaks he doesn't sound like one of our Quanya people. He said he was sent by Young Master Mu."
"Young Master Mu? Mu Shaofeng?" Yang Chuxia thought for a moment, could it be the sugar-making master had arrived?
"Come on, let's go up front and see."