Though Pingjiang lay in the southern region, once the piercing wind blew, the sparse leaves turned yellow and winter had quietly descended.
After lunch, Jiang Jinsang took Jiangjiang back to the East Courtyard for an afternoon nap, while the old master leaned back in a rattan chair under the veranda to soak up the sun, with Tang Yunxian sitting beside him, briefly updating him about Zhang Liyun and Tang Mo's situation.
The police investigation was underway and would soon enter the judicial process, which involved court hearings and required some time.
"Just handle it as you see fit," the old master squinted his eyes and hummed a segment of Pingtan opera, looking content and leisurely.
From the corner of his eye, Tang Yunxian saw Tang Wan standing on the other side of the veranda feeding Hua Mei, and couldn't help but move closer to his father, whispering, "Why did you arrange for Jiang Jinsang to stay in the East Courtyard?"