After helping the landlord and his wife prepare breakfast, Musheng stepped outside to check things out. Mu Lianmiao was leaving this morning, but Musheng wasn't sure if they were still around.
The early morning air in Libota Town was fresh and pleasant. It had been a long time since Musheng, who lived in the city back home, had seen such good air. No matter what, the air in the cities couldn't compare to the quality found in these smaller places.
The residents of the small town were gradually waking up, and the curling cooking smoke added a touch of ordinary liveliness to the town. Musheng stood on the steps for a good while, only going inside when he heard Ying Zhouyuan and the others come downstairs.
After breakfast, the early sun rose slowly in Libota Town. Back in his home country, they were already deep into winter, but here in Obian, it was still a relatively mild and pleasant season. If it weren't for the TV show, this place would make a nice vacation spot.
