Xiao Qi had been gone for a few days, and soon it would be the fifteenth of August. Obviously, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Wu Lang and Xiao Qi would not make it back in time for the reunion. Lian Shouxin and Lady Zhang couldn't help but feel a bit wistful, but both understood it was something beyond their control. Moreover, this was indeed a fortune others would wish for fervently through incense and prayers.
A good man aspires to faraway lands; if the children are always kept by their side, although they can enjoy family bliss, it would bind the children's wings. The Lian Family was still in the pioneering stage, not at the point of settling down to enjoy wealth and prosperity.
Lian Shouxin continued to oversee affairs across the estates, while Lian Manman and Lady Zhang, as in previous years, carefully arranged festival gifts everywhere.
