"Yes, that's exactly what we're thinking." Yang Chuxia nodded and asked, "Is my mother and the others still in good health?"
"They're doing well. Cough, cough, your mother even said she would go to Zhejiang to help Qingtong take care of the kids." Last year, Yang Qingtong was promoted from Prefectural Magistrate in Jiangsu to Prefect in Zhejiang, and Luo Linyu just had the youngest son last year.
Ms. Wang hasn't met them and is eager to go visit.
"Luckily we came back early, or else we wouldn't get to see them."
"Not at all." Yang Xiaochuan waved his hand, "Your father wouldn't let her go, saying the journey is long, and at her age, if anything happened on the way, it would burden your two younger brothers to return home for mourning."
"My father really thinks ahead."
"Exactly."
