Chapter 26

Early the next morning, Fu’an Lane. The rising sun cast a soft golden glow over the bluestone path. Early birds flitted between the eaves, occasionally letting out crisp, clear chirps. The breakfast stalls lining the lane had already set up for business, and the white steam rising from the bamboo baskets swirled in the morning light. The air was filled with the fragrance of steamed buns and noodles. Every now and then, a peddler carrying a yoke would pass by, the wooden pole creaking rhythmically. The entire lane was brimming with the warm, lively spirit of daily life. Fu Yingzhi walked down the street, carefully carrying an exquisite, lacquer-painted, gold-inlaid food basket. Qinyin followed behind her, also holding a large yellow rosewood box. The two had purposely chosen not to take the family carriage, opting instead to walk through the morning sunlight.