Chang Youxin's family had all gone to work, and Pan Yinhua was washing the stove in the kitchen.

When Li Xian knocked on the door, Shen Cuiping was fast asleep in bed.

She was having a wild dream, in which she became a young and beautiful imperial concubine in the palace, with a natural fragrance that captivated the emperor. The emperor was thin and frail, and when he turned around, he was actually with Gao Aimin from Gaoshan Village.

"Bang bang." There were sounds outside the door for a while, but no one opened it. Li Xian stood silently, just about to leave, when he saw the door of one of the rooms open and a disheveled woman come out.

Shen Cuiping was a restless sleeper and didn't look in the mirror after waking up. She just came out like that, thinking it was her mother-in-law Pan Yinhua, but she didn't expect it to be a young and tall man.

Shen Cuiping was stunned: "The Li family... what's their name again?"

She felt a little embarrassed; she was used to calling him "little puppy" and almost blurted it out.

Li Xianjian frowned when he saw that it wasn't Pan Yinhua, took two steps back, and remained silent.

Pan Yinhua heard Shen Cuiping's voice from inside. When she came out and saw Li Xian, she was surprised to find that the rag in her hand had fallen off: "Li... Li Xian, what brings you here?"

This was Li Xian's first visit to the Chang family's home.

"Aunt Pan," Li Xian called out expressionlessly, looking at the ground, his voice cold and hard, "I'll fix the window."

Repairing windows?

Pan Yinhua looked back at her broken window, then at Li Xian, completely confused. She went over, opened the door, and asked curiously, "My window is broken, but why are you here to fix it?"

In Pan Yinhua's memory, Li Xian and the Chang family were not close.

It should be said that Li Xian was not close to anyone. After his father, Li Chengyan, died, he went to the commune to find someone, saying that he needed to go up the mountain to collect firewood alone.

Pan Yinhua remembered this clearly. At that time, Li Xian was a teenager, so hungry that he was skin and bones and could hardly be recognized as a human. If he went up the mountain alone, wouldn't he be carried away and eaten by wild animals?

Chang Youxin disagreed because no one wanted to work alone with the "Five Black Categories" for fear of ruining their reputation. If Li Xian went to gather firewood, no one else would go.

But Li Xian insisted, and the young boy's gaze made Chang Youxin hesitate. He agreed without thinking, thinking he would wait until Li Xian could no longer do it.

Who would have thought that the commune canteen never ran out of firewood, and Chang Youxin couldn't say anything. In this way, Li Xian has been doing it all by himself until now.

He was taciturn and never greeted anyone when he met them. Gradually, the village almost forgot about him.

Pan Yinhua already felt compassion for him, and seeing what she was holding, she felt both touched and guilty: "Li Xian, you even made a window for my family."

Li Xian nodded, put down the wooden window and mud, rolled up his sleeves and was about to get to work. Pan Yinhua saw this and reached out to pull him, but he reacted too quickly and took a step back to avoid her.

He was handsome, with a resemblance to his father, Li Chengyan, in his features, yet he was cold and aloof.

Pan Yinhua withdrew her hand somewhat awkwardly and said, "No, no, I meant you shouldn't do it anymore. Chopping wood is so tiring. You should rest for a while, and when Zigeng comes back tomorrow, he can fix it."

Li Xian shook his head: "No need, we can finish it now and it will be dry this afternoon."

Pan Yinhua felt that Li Xian had changed a lot, yet he still seemed to be that thin boy. Seeing his insistence, Pan Yinhua stopped refusing and thought about offering to help him, but found that she was not needed at all.

Li Xian was tall and strong; he could lift the window up with one hand without even needing to stand on a chair.

Seeing how efficiently he worked, Pan Yinhua felt a pang of emotion. If it weren't for his parents' troubles, how much better his life would be.

To be honest, Pan Yinhua felt guilty towards the Li family. She had received a favor from Old Master Li when she was young, but she never had the chance to repay it.

When the Li family fell from power, she secretly thought that it was fortunate that the young master of the Li family had not returned from studying abroad, so he had escaped a disaster.

Who knew that such a thing would happen later? When Li Chengyan and his wife were sent back to labor camp, Li Xian was not yet born.

Pan Yinhua still remembers how elegant and charismatic Li Xian's parents were.

Unfortunately, fate is cruel.