Truly, My Good Obedient Child

"Of course, I remember." Dongfang An proudly raised his chin and peeked at Shen Duoyi, who had taken a step ahead. "Mother, don't worry. I promise I won't tell my father about this."

Dongfang Ruyan finally felt at ease. She quickly patted Dongfang An's head and nodded with a smile, "Truly, my good obedient child."

Shen Duoyi noticed the interactions between the mother and son. He stopped in his tracks and turned around to urge them, "What are you doing standing there? Hurry up and come over."

"Coming." Dongfang Ruyan thought that she could finally recover, so she quickly led Dongfang An to catch up.

Everyone came to the courtyard together.

There were many things prepared in the courtyard. Looking around, there were all kinds of things, seemingly unrelated. The only commonality was that it left Dongfang Ruyan and the others puzzled. They didn't understand what these things were for.