Anju Garden.
Ji Qingwu returned to her home and snuck into Mrs. Qiao's courtyard like a thief.
Jiu Jiu lived in a bedroom in the east courtyard, while Nanny Li slept in a room on the other side of the small corridor.
On her way over, Ji Qingwu had grabbed a fire starter from the small kitchen. She carefully pushed open the door and lit a candle.
She walked to the window and saw the little girl sleeping soundly, clutching her favorite strip of cloth. Her little mouth smacked softly, a clear sign of what she was dreaming about.
Ji Qingwu tucked in the corner of Jiu Jiu's blanket, a small smile gracing her own lips.
The door was still open, but the person behind her hadn't followed her in. Ji Qingwu tilted her head and sat by the bed, waiting for a moment.
There was still no movement. She had no choice but to tiptoe to the door and personally invite the great "Buddha" in.
