"Of course, I came back. Grandpa is still here," Xiao Xian's answer slightly relieved Yezi, grateful that she wasn't gone forever.
"It's good that you're back. I was wondering how you could leave Grandpa alone in the village, even though he looks stronger than my father," Yezi stared at Xiao Xian's increasingly vivid face, when suddenly another thought struck her, "It's okay for you to go to Beijing to study, just don't talk to other boys." She scratched her head, feeling she was being too controlling - after all, how could she possibly control what happened in Beijing.
"You can talk, just not too much. No man is good. Ah, except for your Grandpa, my father, Master Shanyin, and me – all the rest are no good," Yezi thought, maybe in a few years she too could become some kind of representative like her father and then get the chance to visit Xiao Xian in Beijing on public expense.
