"Brother Meng, did you find the rope? We should get going."
Su Qingluo couldn't bear to see him so downhearted, and changed the subject using the rope as an excuse.
"Here it is, here it is."
Wang Meng took a rope from the storeroom, wound it into a circle, and draped it over his shoulder.
"Dad, let's help carry the wild boar first."
Su Qingluo, smiling brightly with a lantern in hand, walked out of the courtyard: "We can chat more with Brother Lin once we've brought it back."
"Right, let's do the important stuff first. Let's go, Brother Dashan, call Brother Ershan, and let's all carry the wild boar together."
Su Hu snapped out of it and nodded vigorously.
"Alright, I'll put the game away at my house first."
Li Dashan was pleased and happily ran back home.
Rarely did such nobles visit their home, so it was only proper for his family to come out and pay their respects.
