The ginkgo tree in front of the door spread its yellow fan-shaped leaves all over the ground, and it looked like a big golden blanket. Jiang Caiting fell in love with this unique scenery, so she decided to build that small hut under this tree.
The hut is small, with a yellow roof covered with thick leaves. She sat peacefully and gently under the tree, leaning her head sideways, looking at the door of her home, with a touch of satisfaction and comfort on her lips.
The wooden door opened with a creak, and the harsh sound disturbed the beautiful scenery. Jiang Caiting blinked and came back to her senses. It was her husband who walked out of the door.
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