"My second brother is very capable; he can hunt, paint, and even treat illnesses. Grandma Xu says anyone who marries my second brother is blessed with good fortune accumulated over eight lifetimes."
Little Stone's face was full of pride, as if he were talking about himself rather than Zhong Lin.
"Sister Gu, you're so pretty. How about you marry my second brother?"
Gu Yourong chuckled silently and playfully flicked Little Stone on the forehead with her finger.
"You little rascal."
Time passed, and the sky grew darker.
The group set up camp on a spacious riverbank.
Zhong Lin conscientiously gathered firewood and started a fire, setting up a pot to cook. Fortunately, Mei Weixuan had prepared everything well, with rice, flour, and cooking oil all in a small box at the back of the carriage.
Before long, the aroma of delicious food permeated the riverbank.
Mushroom and cured meat rice bowl.
