This place must have seen snow before, as the sun had melted it all away by now, leaving the ground somewhat muddy. Not far off, one could see houses, and people passed by on the road from time to time.
"Excuse me, sir, ma'am, may I ask where we are?" Yang Ruxin stopped two elders to inquire.
"Are you from out of town?" The elderly lady smiled upon seeing Yang Ruxin, "Over there is Majia Hollow. Go that way for three or four miles and you'll reach Xiaohuokou Town. We just came back from the market..."
In the mountains, one loses track of time. To think that it was already the fourteenth of the twelfth lunar month. They had been delayed in the mountains for five or six days.
