Jin Shiwen glanced at his sister and, encouraged by her supportive gaze, timidly called Lin Yuan "sister".
Lin Yuan sweetly responded and gave him a piece of pastry.
Just like before, Jin Shiwen took the pastry with Jin Yuyu’s permission and slowly ate it.
Lin Yuan was very fond of this well-behaved little brother. Although his eyes were timid when he looked at people, in the depths of those eyes, one could still see a hint of stubbornness and bravery. His eyes were very much like Jin Yuyu’s. Indeed, they were siblings— even their gaze was identical. In the future, this child was surely not going to be ordinary.
Old Lady Jin was especially pleased with the hotpot, as she had a natural fondness for spicy flavors and greatly enjoyed the mildly spicy hotpot. However, concerned that eating too much would upset her stomach due to her advanced age, Jin Yuyu wouldn’t let her eat more.
Old Lady Jin felt both gratified and wronged by Jin Yuyu’s concern. Seeing her aggrieved expression, Jin Yuyu could only promise to bring her back another day, which finally brought a smile to her face.
Lin Yuan, as an outsider, also changed her attitude towards the old lady. At first, she seemed to be a bit muddled, but it turned out she was just an old child.
According to what Lin Ershuan said, ever since the wheelchair incident, Old Lady Jin had even asked Jin Yuyu to take her to Lin Ershuan’s shop, where she immediately took a fancy to a rocking chair and insisted on sitting in it. Once she sat down, she didn’t want to get up at all.
Jin Yuyu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry but finally agreed to buy the rocking chair on the spot.
When Jin Yuyu was just talking about this matter, she couldn’t help but laugh non-stop because once the rocking chair was brought home, it completely replaced the bed, and Old Lady Jin even refused to get out of it to sleep.
Having such an old child at home was truly a treasure.
Lin Yuan couldn’t help but think of her own grandparents. If they had been like Old Lady Jin, seemingly confused but actually sharp, perhaps their family wouldn’t have ended up in their current predicament.
Old Lady Jin was a rare visitor, but that day, Lin Yuan welcomed another unusual guest, Mrs. Liu.
Mrs. Liu’s arrival at Fuman Building was both surprising and expected for Lin Yuan. After all, Shen Dajun worked there.
Raised in the countryside, Mrs. Liu was later sold into a brothel by her brother and sister-in-law, and then she entered Li Mansion. Although she had been in Zhuma Town for several years, she honestly wasn’t familiar with it at all. This was the first time she had really ventured out to see the world beyond Li Mansion.
Perhaps because she had never appeared in front of so many people before, Mrs. Liu wore a veil when she went out. Unlike Jeng Ruyue, who covered her entire body, or Su Qiuyu, who wore layers inside and out, she simply draped a plain scarf over herself.
As soon as she entered, Mrs. Liu’s eyes began to roam around the hall.
Lin Yuan immediately understood her thoughts, and a wave of sorrow surged in her heart. During the days Shen Dajun had worked at Fuman Building, Lin Yuan had paid special attention to him. Indeed, as Panpan had said, he was a very sincere man—strong, hard-working, solid. Moreover, he had an excellent character, got along very well with the kitchen staff, and everyone liked him. Even a chef wanted to introduce his sister to him. However, Shen Dajun declined repeatedly, stating he already had a wife at home and couldn’t do anything to betray her. His words were so natural and convincing that no one doubted them.