Around the stone table stood the same rustic stone stools, which seemed to have witnessed the passage of time and the vicissitudes of the years.
Besides the stone table and stools, there were a few towering old elm trees in the courtyard. Having weathered countless springs, summers, autumns, and winters, these elms had become a landmark feature of this compound. Furthermore, the small jujube tree that Xiao Jian had meticulously transplanted from the riverside back then had unconsciously grown into a soaring canopy.
It was the height of midsummer, and the lush, leafy branches were hung with clusters of emerald-green little jujubes. Under the gentle breeze, those delicate fruits swayed softly like a string of green wind chimes. At that moment, the entire courtyard was enveloped by the dense foliage, creating a cool and pleasant shade.
Chapter 456