Whether it was because Amelia Nian's words were pleasing to Liu's ears, or because there was some other implication behind her entrusting the household chores to her, in the end, she still did not hand it over.
On the way back to Qingpuyuan, the early winter sun was shining brightly, shining on the path, making people feel lazy. Amelia Nian walked very leisurely, strolling leisurely. When she came to the side of the crabapple tree, she looked up at the crabapple flowers hanging heavily on the branches, and suddenly asked, "Clara Su, are the dried persimmons ready?"
"The cooking beads were put away a few days ago, waiting for the frost to come out." Clara Su saw that Amelia Nian was calm, "Miss, you also asked about the accounts of the mansion before. Why did the eldest lady push them all out when she mentioned it today?"
"Ruowei will be of marriageable age next year, and we will have to prepare for marriage by then. She will only stay in the mansion for one or two years." Amelia Nian said softly, staring at the blooming crabapple flowers, "After that, the mansion will be divided."
"There are many elderly people in the Marquis's Mansion, and my aunt is used to them. If they are willing to follow me, it's fine."
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