Chen Zigeng did not hope in vain, General Song personally taught him to ride a horse, just like Sister taught him to recognize herbs, no one was better than them.
Song Xian came to Chen Family Village for eight consecutive days, teaching Chen Zigeng and then leaving with his people, not even taking a sip of water.
"General Song's cough isn't better yet," Chen Zigeng said, "The weather hasn't been good these days, and his shoulder aches a bit too."
Chen Zigeng went to pay respects to Mr. Dongli, then returned, washed up, and crawled into the warm bed, talking to his sister with his face upturned.
Old Mrs. Chen put away the lamps and oil; last night, when she got up, she found that her granddaughter was still up at the fourth watch. Old Mrs. Chen stared at the lamp for a while and couldn't help walking in, hands on hips, to extinguish it.
"I wondered why the oil in the lamp always ran low, turns out it wasn't a phantom stealing it after all."
