Pushing open the gate, the courtyard of the stilt house was laden with vegetables and fruits. On the shelves beside it, withered vines still clung to the structures. These vines, during harvest month, would bear many "droplets," which Jon called grapes. Leon had tasted them and found them quite sweet, but now, the month for eating grapes had passed.,Angel shook his head. "Do I need to teach you that Your father always used to talk like that.",Lyon smiled and nodded, offering no comment. Instead, he looked around the room.。