Gouxian Town.
After some running around by the middle-aged guide, the eight of them were finally settled into various homes, lodging for the night.
"This is the place."
After getting Zhong Muhua's group of four and the young couple settled, the middle-aged guide led Lu Xuan and Xiaoyan to a brick house that looked rather tidy. He smiled and said:
"This house has two or three rooms, but only an old man lives here. I just asked him, and he agreed to let us stay for the night."
As he spoke, he walked into the front yard and called out enthusiastically,
"Uncle Zhu? Still at it? The sun's gone down, you should get some rest!"
Lu Xuan and Xiaoyan followed him inside. The front yard wasn't large, but it wasn't small either. Apart from a narrow path, both sides were lined with vegetable plots.
The two small plots could hardly grow much of anything; they were likely just a hobby for the old man.
