Aunt Guihua then said to Lu Jiao with a smile, "Jiaojiao, then I will go harvest some herbs. Did you know that everyone from the village went into the mountains today for herbs? I took some time coming here just to talk to you. I'll leave now."
Aunt Guihua then left to go into the mountains.
These days, every villager was looking for herbs to harvest. There were too many people and the resources got divided up fast. If they didn't go early and get their share, others would.
Once Aunt Guihua left, Lu Jiao went to the east bedroom.
Inside, Xie Yunjin was reading. He felt rather high energy and his legs didn't hurt anymore. When he got bored, he would read.
He sensed Lu Jiao come in and stopped flipping his book and looked up.
Lu Jiao went to him and mumbled in a low voice into his ear, "Aunt Guihua just came to tell me that she saw your dad visit Widow Wang last night."
