The mountain sun beat down, making their skin feel hot.
Zhou Li suspected that Brother Nan was there just for horse riding. After finishing the pancakes, she led Miss Zheng's horse over and began riding back and forth between the ridges. Every time she came, it must have been the worst time for the dairy horse, which usually didn't feel as bothered even when carrying Miss Zheng down the mountain for shopping.
Zhou Li was much quieter by nature and simply carried a small stool outside to sit in the yard and bask in the sun.
He had just washed the dishes using cold water. The mountain water was icy, and his hands were still bright red, only gradually warming up under the sun.
There was some movement behind him.
Miss Zheng walked over carrying a chair, her steps a little clumsy. She eventually placed the old chair beside him and sat down.
It was a Taishi Chair.
Miss Zheng sat upright, her hands placed on the armrests, gripping the front of each, and looked straight ahead.
