Wednesday, noon, river dam.
The sky is azure, the clouds are like cotton, the sunshine is excellent.
Xue Chuchu is cooking inside the house.
Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning are sitting on small stools at the door, leisurely sunbathing and chatting.
It's not that the two are exploiting Chuchu, but today's dish is spicy chicken stir-fry, using dried chili peppers, and the kitchen is filled with pungent smells that make it unbearable to stay.
Xue Yuantong, sitting at the entrance, smelled the rich aroma of spices and meat.
She adjusted her collar, secretly swallowing her saliva to maintain her composure.
The open space outside is quite lively, with two people dressed like small business owners, driving a small car, coming to discuss business.
Xue Yuantong overheard their conversation, it seemed they were planning to rent the bungalows by the river dam for some rural tourism business.
"Jiang Ning, there'll be a restaurant here in the future," Xue Yuantong said.
