The backyard behind the house was divided into three areas by a fence. One area was piled with weeds cleared from the mountain, one area was for the chicks to run around in, and a small area was for the ducklings.,Yang Fan walked into the house with the white tiger cub in her arms. The cub snuggled in her embrace, its little head tilted up drowsily, its gaze fixed on her smooth jawline.,Yang Fan carefully stacked the talisman papers into triangular shapes, while Wu Zhenghao took out lucky bags from his bag and put seven talisman papers into seven separate lucky bags.。