In the schoolhouse, Xiao Chong was already washed, attended by the attendant student.
Xiao Chong had only used Lin Wanwan's washing items once but already found them irresistible; now, he preferred her "hand-mixed" toothpaste over tooth powder at the county government, and naturally today was no different.
Although Xiao Chong did not often stay overnight at Lin Family Manor, he did so several times a year, so items for his washing were naturally prepared.
Among Lin Wanwan's "relatives" in the Great Tang, she was most closely connected with Xiao Chong.
Lying in bed, Xiao Chong gazed out the open window at the lovely scenes, dawn winds, and waning moon, and he could hear sounds of laughter coming from the beach.
This was the kind of life he dreamed of leading the local people to have: simple and happy.
Who would have thought that such a secluded seaside village hidden among towering mountains would have a phoenix-attracting sycamore tree?
