Vermilion Bird Avenue.
"That's... A-Ning!" Amid the crowd,
Jiang Li spotted Jiang Ning at once. He stood a head taller than those around him, like a crane among chickens.
"Where? Where?" Little Doubao stood on the carriage, rising onto her toes and craning her neck.
But the surging crowd ahead still blocked her small figure's view.
Seeing this,
Jiang Li reached out, lifted Little Doubao, and set her on his shoulders.
In an instant,
Little Doubao's view opened up. She could see clear over everyone's heads.
"Uncle!" she cheered across the distance, waving both little hands with all her might.
The little silver bells on her wrists rang out clearly.
At the sound of her voice,
Jiang Ning turned his head in the distance and broke into a smile.
"My lord! What did you see?" Su Qingying asked, curiosity filling her face at the sight of his smile.
"My family's here!" Jiang Ning said with a smile.
"Your family?" Su Qingying paused, then said, "Then let's go over, my lord!"
"Yes, let's go." Jiang Ning nodded.
With that, he walked toward Jiang Li and Little Doubao.
The crowd parted naturally before him.
Before long,
Jiang Ning saw Jiang Li, Liu Wanwan, and the others standing by the carriage.
"Big brother, sister-in-law!" he greeted them first.
Then his gaze fell on the young woman beside them.
She was Qinghe, whom he had met several times before.
One of the two maids at the National Preceptor's Residence.
"A-Ning!" Liu Wanwan smiled.
"Uncle!" Little Doubao's voice rang out brightly.
"Little brother!" Jiang Li's voice was full of feeling.
"Young uncle!" Jiang Yiming said respectfully.
"A-Ning, who is this?" Liu Wanwan noticed the young woman beside Jiang Ning and looked at him curiously.
"My lady!" Qinghe bowed respectfully as soon as she saw Su