In the distance, Fourth Master was talking to the person harvesting grain, and the other was nodding and bowing.
Fourth Master was also very polite, without putting on airs. Yet, even when he didn't, he still had a significant presence.
The father and son he was questioning were so overwhelmed that they almost cried.
However, Fourth Master left no stone unturned.
Ye Zao couldn't hear what they were saying, but she found it amusing just to watch. She actually laughed.
Ye Zao saw a cluster of jujube trees, with small red fruits hanging on them. She had eaten this in her past life; it was very sour, yet flavorful.
She took out a handkerchief and wouldn't let Green Jade help, choosing to pick them herself.
The jujube trees were very low, but they were covered in thorns. No matter how skillful your hands were, you'd always get pricked.
When Ye Zao got pricked, she just frowned but refused to stop.
