On the first day of the New Year, prominent households naturally prepared their own sled pole and pole bearers.
Surprisingly, Su Luo encountered acquaintances at the foot of the mountain, the brothers who had helped her up and down the mountain before.
The brothers seemed to have just finished a trip and despite the cold weather, they were fanning themselves with worn-out caps, as they shoved hard, cold buns into their mouths.
They were chatting and laughing, seemingly uncaring of their tough circumstances.
Perhaps sensing a gaze, the older brother looked up and upon seeing Su Luo, he paused, then beamed joyfully. He seemed to want to approach and greet her but hesitated, remaining rooted to the spot.
Eminent people usually forget about people like them, and he noticed that Su Luo brought along companions this time, two dashing young masters accompanying her.
Best not to rashly intrude.
Su Luo whispered something to Jiang Shu, who nodded in response.
