Fortunately, it was Rong Xue'er. If it were anyone else, Ye Chen really wouldn't have had the good temper and patience.

Two hours later, the pile of scattered materials on the sandalwood table was finally transformed into a perfect handmade item for the Mid-Autumn Festival through the efforts of the four of them.

"Uncle Lin, let's go hang these lanterns up. We can hang some on the trees in the front and back yards."

Rong Xueer turned and called over Uncle Lin, who was busy at work.

In the past, during holidays and festivals, she liked to follow Uncle Lin around and decorate the house with couplets and ornaments.

This shout is just a habit.

"Hey, Miss Xue'er, let's go hang it in the front yard first."

Uncle Lin also dotes on Rong Xue'er.

As soon as he heard her call him, he immediately put down what he was doing and walked towards her.

"These are all hanging in the front yard."

Rong Xue'er pointed to a portion of the handicrafts that had been divided on the table and said with a smile.

"Um."

Afterwards, Rong Xueer and Uncle Lin each took some handicrafts and walked to the front yard.

Meanwhile, Su Yinwan distributed a bamboo woven incense burner pendant to each of the servants who stayed home for the festival.

It's filled with fragrant osmanthus flowers; the only difference is the hanging string and tassels.

They come in green, yellow, red, beige, light pink, and silver gray.

Rong Jing followed behind her, carrying a bamboo basket of incense burners so that Su Yinwan could easily give them to them.

"Thank you, young master and young mistress."

The servants in the house accepted the bamboo woven incense burner handed to them by Su Yinwan with both hands, and hurriedly nodded their thanks.

"You're welcome," Su Yinwan replied with a smile.

Seeing the joyous and peaceful atmosphere at the Rong family home, Ye Chen was deeply moved.

I used to spend holidays alone, but now I'm enjoying this reunion again.

At that moment, her image appeared in his mind.