On the other side, Si Jiuyue and the others traveled along, chatting and laughing as they sat in the mule cart.
Along the way, the hunters were busy imagining a bright future. They felt that as long as they followed Auntie Zhao’s family, there was hope for them yet. At the same time, they couldn’t help but think of the others from the village who must have traveled far by now. Although they felt a pang of regret, they still wished them well.
Old Madam Si and her sister discussed the place where they were headed. They planned to build a large courtyard with two red lanterns hanging in front of the gate, and enough chopped firewood stacked high under the eaves. They would hang two long, yellow ears of corn, and raise a little yellow dog. Beside the house, they would plant a bamboo grove; in the spring, they could dig for bamboo shoots, and the bamboo husks would serve as kindling. This was the kind of life they yearned for most. Once their days grew a bit easier, they would find space to raise pigs, cows, and sheep, giving the two elderly sisters something to busy themselves with.
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