Granny Aogao reached out, gently caressing the ear of the iron pot. The motion was familiar and tender, like an elderly woman touching her long-time companion.
"I've thought about it for a long time, and I still decided to come."
Ning Zhuo asked, "Why does Granny want to join Nanming Village?"
Granny Aogao smiled.
When she smiled, the wrinkles on her face smoothed out, carrying a warm feeling of the hearth.
"Because I want to craft better ointments and heal more illnesses," she said. "The ointment sticks to a person, and what it applies is medicine, what it cures is illness, and what it warms is the heart. If the Vermilion Bird Fire can be used in ointment crafting, the medicinal nature will be gentle and the medicinal power long-lasting. When applied to a wound, it's like a spring breeze slowly permeating in."
