She sat up from the bed, looking at the dried ferns filling the room, the utility room, and the rented house. Knowing that they could all be sold for money later, she felt very happy.
As soon as she opened the door to the secondary bedroom, the little bastard had already been waiting at the entrance. Seeing its owner, it immediately stood up on its hind legs, with its front paws gently pawing at Su Qingyue's leg to act cute.
"Alright, alright, good." She praised it and walked to the entrance of the courtyard to look into the distance.
The little bastard obediently followed its owner.
The sky had just begun to brighten, and the morning fog was heavy, with dew covering the courtyard fence.
Looking ahead, the distant Dashan and the village houses nearby were shrouded in hazy mist. Birds chirped on the trees, and the green crops in the fields swayed in the morning breeze, exhibiting a simple and rustic beauty in nature.
