Jiang Guoqiang nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes, exactly. He's a down-to-earth guy and doesn't slack off at all. The day he was helping catch fish, he was covered in mud but didn't mind getting dirty one bit. Tell me, which young person from the city these days would be willing to do that kind of work?"
"Isn't that the truth? And he's got such a way with words. He ran into Aunt Zhang at the village entrance the other day and had her beaming with just a few sentences. Aunt Zhang even praised him to me later, saying what a great young man he is."
As Jiang Yixia listened, a clear figure suddenly materialized in her mind.
Tall, kind-spoken, reliable, good to the elderly, and able to charm people...
She asked tentatively, "Mom, this person... what's his name?"
Pan Lanfang answered casually, "It's Lu Xiaofan. Why?"
Jiang Yixia's heart clenched.
Lu Xiaofan?
Lu Fan?
Her mind went blank.
