Qin Yao was worrying about how to carry the purchased items back when she encountered people from Lower River Village, who were also out shopping with an ox cart.
Qin Yao gave them ten cents, and they agreed to take her to Liu Family Village.
Having a cart was indeed convenient. The items of both families were placed on the cart, and there was still space. Qin Yao sat in it all the way to her doorstep.
Being away from home for a month felt neither long nor short, and it seemed like nothing changed in the small mountain village. Everyone greeted Qin Yao warmly upon seeing her.
The rice in the fields had grown tall and green. The mountain breeze stirred up waves of lush greenery, making one feel relaxed and delighted.
From afar, Qin Yao's heart flew over upon seeing the small courtyard on the hillside across the river.
