Chapter 169
Today, Jiang Luo attended the Chamber of Commerce banquet. Zheng Bin’s brother-in-law, Mr. Xiao Jiang, happened to be there and […]
Today, Jiang Luo attended the Chamber of Commerce banquet. Zheng Bin’s brother-in-law, Mr. Xiao Jiang, happened to be there and […]
Wang Chuang understood immediately and said, “Missing him? Then fly back to see him. Or get him to come over—hasn’t
“Huang… Bingbing?” Jiang Luo rolled down the car window. The young woman, standing in the late August sun, came up
“That kid doesn’t look like he’s from the county. Night market grills—he looks unfamiliar.” “Maybe a farmer here for some
On the eighteenth, Qin Xiaoman returned from the county blacksmith with a small grill and a large basket of fresh
Du Heng understood the oil pressing process. He could do it himself if necessary. But it required equipment like millstones
Lu Liu listened, and reached for a stone as well. “You gave it to me, so I treasure it. It’s
Lu Liu thought about it and said, “Then I’ll give you a sleeping bag!” Lu Yang insisted, “I might not
“What a good boy.” Lu Yang praised him, then asked about the household—whether things were busy, how Auntie Chen’s health
Meanwhile, Nie Luo hid in the bathroom, drenched in sweat. His face burned unnaturally red, yet his eyes remained astonishingly
“Yuan Jing? You’ve got your eye on him?” Shen Yi happened to wander over to Fan Qing and noticed the
“Hmm?” Fan Qing rubbed his aching forehead in mild surprise. “You recognize me?” The boy froze, then instinctively blurted out:
In the afternoon, Shu Rui fed the donkey water and fodder ahead of time and hitched it to the flatbed
Shu Rui led the carpenter into the shop and showed him around the main hall, the several rooms upstairs, and
That evening, after a simple meal, they burned paper offerings in the courtyard. The streets were filled with the sounds
That morning, local farmers arrived to sell medicinal herbs gathered from the mountains. Bai Lan inspected the fresh herbs, still
Seeing Bian Daiyun—always proud, like a peacock in Bai Lan’s memory—now tearful, Bai Lan wiped his own eyes. He had
Bai Lan held his bundles, turning his face away from Ning Muyan. The two sat in the carriage, the air
Earlier, Shen Yuan hadn’t returned yet, and Little Rice Cake had fallen. Little Peanut picked his sister up from the
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