The Old Gardener pulled back his arm, and then pointed the way to Tang Shiyao: "Turn left down this path, pass three white houses, then turn right, second building, go inside."
"Left, three white houses, then right..." Tang Shiyao repeated the old man's words, earnestly memorizing every word.
Getting such crucial information wasn't easy.
Without any doubts, Tang Shiyao quickly thanked the Old Gardener and headed down the indicated path.
The gardener watched Tang Shiyao's back as she left. He adjusted his work clothes with a self-deprecating laugh, "How come the Han Family isn't treating me well? How have I been working hard?"
His grandson runs the Han Family smoothly enough that he no longer has to worry about anything. The Han Family is wealthy and certainly can afford to keep him, an old man, around. His grandson and granddaughter-in-law don't have a habit of mistreating elders. So, what's hard for him?
Yes, this old man was indeed Old Mr. Han.
