The courtyard, located at the foot of the mountain, is built of stone and wood and looks quite old.
There was a vegetable garden in the yard, with vines climbing up the yard wall and growing vigorously. Next to the vegetable garden was an open space enclosed by tree branches, where three chickens were kept. Meng Zhao was woken up by them in the morning.
There was a well in the yard, and the edge of the well was a little damp, probably from when the little boy was drawing water.
The stove stood in the yard, covered by a simple canopy. There was a long table in the yard, around which four people sat. Meng Zhao had met them briefly a few times in the past two days.
The head of the table was a woman dressed in gray linen clothes, who looked to be around forty years old.
This woman was Gu, her nominal mother-in-law. She was only 36 years old this year. Perhaps due to long hours of work, she looked somewhat tired and was carefully watching her.
Two children sat facing each other. Because they were so thin, their eyes looked very big. The little girl had two cute little pigtails on her head. She sat there timidly, only daring to steal glances at her.
The other eye was wide open, staring at her. This little rascal had been looking at her with that same look for the past two days, without saying a word to Meng Zhao. He would just huff whenever he saw her. Meng Zhao was too lazy to pay attention to him and simply sat down next to the little girl.
After sitting down, Meng Zhao finally saw the face of the man in front of her clearly. He was Shen Qinghe, the male protagonist in the book.
Based on the timeline, he should only be fourteen years old now.
He sat upright at the table, his hair half-tied up, the rest of his long hair cascading down his back like a waterfall. A gentle breeze blew, and a few strands of hair danced in the wind. The young man had a face like fine jade, with long, bright eyebrows and a high nose bridge. His lips were like warm jade. Although he was a young man, he already showed his talent. Although he had the appearance of a refined scholar, his coarse linen clothes could not hide his noble demeanor. No wonder he attracted the hearts of countless people in the book.
After briefly admiring the handsome man, Meng Zhao felt a little scared. This man was clearly a graduate of the imperial examinations, yet he had become a notorious cruel official in the capital. If a criminal fell into his hands, it would be a blessing from his ancestors if he could leave with a whole corpse. This man did not seem as upright as he appeared.
"Zhaozhao, Mother has boiled an egg for you. Come on, eat the egg first." The woman at the head of the table reached out and pushed the egg on the table in front of her, saying ingratiatingly.
Meng Zhao had been eating in the house for the past two days. Every morning, the little girl would bring in an egg, which she would eat directly. But judging from the current situation, none of the others had touched their chopsticks yet, and there was only one egg on the table. It seemed that it had been specially prepared for her.
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