Waiting for a month, the spring rain in Yujing Mountain finally arrived from the southeast. Accompanied by the sound of thunder rolling from afar, the pattering spring rain fell before the eaves like strings of pearls cascading through a water curtain.
It was currently a wonderful time in Tianjing. Even with the endless spring rain, the common people lived in peace and contentment, and the teahouses were bustling with noise and excitement.
Paperboys carefully wrapped stacks of newspapers in oiled paper and canvas, still making their rounds through the various small teahouses.
Chapter 530