The sky gradually brightened.
This trip, who knows when we can return. We need to bring enough clothes to change and wash, and a quilt is also necessary.
The mountain roads are difficult to traverse, and we're not certain how many days we'll have to stay along the way, so we must prepare enough dry food.
Hui Niang went to the kitchen and made many coarse buns. She thought for a moment and then packed pickled radishes and sour beans in a clay pot, not forgetting to fill the water flask.
If it weren't for the old ox's age, fearing it would tire, Hui Niang, accustomed to hardship and prudent with calculations, would want to empty out the entire household, taking everything she could.
Outside, what doesn't cost money?
Yu Tingwan thought for a moment, took a vegetable knife for protection, and then returned to the room to pack luggage.
At this moment, Wei Zhao was sitting on the couch, his eyes downcast, lost in thought.
The young lady entered and glanced at him.
