The journey back was smooth and unimpeded. Even the street vendors had already packed up their stalls and headed home. Along the way, Zhao Yan could hear nothing but the rhythmic clatter of horse hooves. He pulled back the carriage curtain to look outside; the common folk were hurrying along, exhausted from a long day and longing only to return home to rest their feet.
"Young Master, there’s a hawthorn candy seller up ahead." It was a reflex for Agui. In the past, Zhao Yan had always enjoyed buying a couple of skewers of hawthorn candy on his way home from work to indulge the children. Gradually, Agui had grown accustomed to keeping an eye out for them, and he would remind him whenever he spotted one.
Zhao Yan, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them. He couldn't help but laugh, a mix of amusement and helplessness. "Baozi and Xiaotangyuan have grown up; hawthorn candy doesn't hold the same appeal for them anymore."
Chapter 650