Chapter Eighty-Eight
Long Xiaoshan brought Wang Yan back to the village.
The dilapidation of Longyang Village was an eye-opener for Wang Yan; she had thought Long Xiaoshan was joking.
But he wasn't joking at all.
She felt like she had only seen such dilapidated villages on TV; not even a single brick house, except for one, and that was the village chief's.
However, Longyang Village was picturesque, with clear water and lush mountains.
A small river meandered through, the air was incredibly fresh, and birdsong could be heard from the woods from time to time.
It was also very refreshing for Wang Yan, lifting her gloomy spirits.
Long Xiaoshan took Wang Yan to the farm. He had called ahead of time and informed his parents. By the time they reached the farm, Couple Long Dashan were already there. Seeing Wang Yan, He Xiangyue came forward and said, "What a beautiful girl."
"Hello, uncle; hello, auntie," Wang Yan greeted them very sweetly and graciously.
