The village, nestled against the mountains, was surrounded by verdant hills and clear waters, offering a refreshingly clean environment.
Ling Long took a deep breath and said in a gentle voice, "The air in ancient times is really great~"
Ji Guang glanced at her, his eyes conveying a message: Tone it down.
Ling Long looked at Village Girl Yang, who was leading the way, and shrugged, her eyes saying: She didn't hear, what's there to be afraid of!
When Village Girl Yang opened the courtyard door, several Little Beans ran out, all yellow-faced and thin, looking pitiful.
"These are my children," Village Girl Yang introduced.
Ling Long, astonished, began to count incredulously, "One, two, three, four, five, six?"
Wang Yilun was shocked, "You're so young, and you already have six children?"
