In winter, the warm sun filtered through thin clouds, gently blanketing the courtyard in a soft, golden glow.
Seeing that the weather was fine, Li Lianhua was in high spirits as he carried out his quilt to air it in the open space of the yard. As he tidied up, he thought to himself, "By my calculations, A-Ci should be back in these next few days. I’d better hurry and get the house cleaned up."
Just then, the faint, rhythmic sound of hooves echoed from outside. Li Lianhua, as if sensing something, set down his work and walked quickly to the entrance.
Chapter 170