In the Middle Courtyard of the 95 Gourd Courtyard, the sun was already high in the sky.
Shazhu yawned, shuffling in his cloth shoes as he sauntered over to the water basin to brush his teeth. The warm sunlight bathed his body; not having to wake up early to stir-fry in a rush was simply too wonderful.
As he brushed his teeth, swishing the water around with gurgling sounds, he happily pondered: What kind of soup should he stew for his wife, Xiaoyan, at noon? Should he also send a portion to Sister-in-law Li Xiaomei? Anyway, his brother had said it: paid leave, full salary, and money was no object.
Chapter 108