In the backyard, the Iron Heart Locust Tree had already shed its last leaves.
His aunt was standing under the tree, sweeping the fallen leaves with a broom.
Seeing Su Yu enter, she hurried over to greet him, her eyes full of concern. "Yu, you're back? Have you been out of the city these past few days? I hear it's chaotic out there. You have to be careful."
"Don't worry, Aunt. I know my limits," Su Yu said with a gentle smile, walking toward the wheelchair under the covered walkway.
Su Hong was sitting there, sunning himself with a woolen blanket over his legs. Yaya stood obediently behind him. When she saw Su Yu approaching, she quickly folded her hands at her waist and gave a graceful curtsy.
"Blessings upon you, Master."
Her movements were standard, her bearing was dignified, and her posture had even gained a touch of elegance. Where was the slightest trace of the country girl she used to be?
