Yang Chuxia shrugged and took a step back, a bit dejected when her son didn't want to be held.
Once Yang Chuxia had dismounted from the carriage with Yangyang in her arms, Yangyang began to struggle, wanting to get down, "I want to walk!"
She had no choice but to put him down and walked along with him by the hand.
"You guys go up the mountain first, I'll come find you later." Behind the orchard there were fields he needed to check on.
"Take two people with you," Yang Chuxia said, knowing he had other matters to attend to, and did not stop him.
"Got it, I know!" Ye Zi'an then left with Ye San, Ye Wu, and others.
Yang Chuxia, on the other hand, took her two sons toward Linshan Temple. This was her first time visiting an ancient mountain temple. Green lamps hung in the halls, and the scent of incense hovered, as many men and women prayed and offered incense for blessings.