Lin Waner smiled shyly and gently remarked, “The mother of Pucha is full of vitality; it shouldn’t be an issue to pick a bit. Isn’t that what the master mentioned?” Charlie understood her intention.
While Lin Waner aimed to bring him joy, Charlie didn’t want to dwell on this matter constantly. With a smile, he replied, “Let her nurture the leaves of the mother of Pucha. If you pick too many, you might have trouble sleeping.” Lin Waner shook her head, her expression serious as she said, “As long as the young master is happy, the ve family has no regrets.”
Charlie smiled knowingly and nodded slightly. He recognized Lin Wan’er (ni)’s feelings and felt a bit touched. He thought it was somewhat awkward for a grown man to have a young girl fussing over him, so he shifted the conversation, saying, “By the way, Miss Lin, I believe Sara won’t dare to interfere with Huaxia anytime soon. There shouldn’t be any risks ahead. What are your ns moving forward?”
Seeing Charlie change the subject, Lin Wan’er (ni) smiled and replied, “The ve family intends to return to school, but it will be a day school. Purple Mountain Vi will care for the mother of Pucha every day. Additionally, Lao Qiu may need to arrange a ne to Eng Mountain in southern Yunnan on the weekends to oversee the tea garden there.”
Charlie chuckled and said, “That sounds like it will keep you quite busy.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Lin Wan’er (ni) nodded earnestly, “Being busy is better. Honestly, I haven’t been this upied in many years. In the past, I was always anxious about being caught by Sara, which made me hesitant to go out. I spent most of my time at home, and aside from dabbling in some porcin work, writing, and painting, I hardly did anything. I even thought about raising a small, adorable Juanshan cow. With Sara feeling more restrained in the future, I’ll finally have some freedom and can stay busy for a while.”
Seeing the hopeful expression on Lin Wan’er (ni)’s face, Charlie couldn’t help but feel happiness for her.
He realized that for this young woman who had lived for over three hundred years, the uing period might be one of her least stressful times since childhood. Even if she was busy, it would surely be a happier kind of busy for her.
With this thought in mind, Charlie felt that his journey to southern Yunnan was worthwhile, and his mood lightened a bit.<fn676a> Th? link to the orig?n of this information r?sts ?n find?novel</fn676a>
The two of them ascended the mountainside step by step, retracing their path. When they reached a height surpassing that of Qingzhao’an, Lin Wan’er (ni) suddenly halted. She turned and gazed back at Qingzhao’an, appearing somewhat lost in thought.
Noticing her pause and contemtive expression, Charlie inquired, “What’s on your mind, Miss Lin?”
Lin Wan’er (ni) frowned slightly and responded softly, “I’m pondering what the master’s wife shared about Sara and Po Qinghui—discussing matters of hatred, fate, and even ancient Greek myths—but… but…”
Charlie prompted, “But what?”
Lin Wan’er (ni) bit her lip, her voice rising slightly with uncertainty as she said, “But she never mentioned anything about Buddhism…”