In the half-month that followed, Gu Yuwei visited the He family home several more times. She always brought a small gift, chatted with Mrs. He for a bit, and then left. Each time, Mrs. He's laughter could be heard from inside the house all the way out in the courtyard.
Xue Yue ran into her in the courtyard twice, and Gu Yuwei always greeted her enthusiastically.
For some reason, Xue Yue never really warmed up to these educated youths. 'They're just too calculating,' she thought.
In mid-November, the weather had been gloomy for days, and it felt like it was about to snow.
Xue Yue finished knitting the scarf. He Lang loved it and even wore it on his trips to town.
As it happened, that very afternoon, Xue Yue's older brother, Xue Xingzhou, came to visit.
When Xue Xingzhou arrived, he was carrying two fish and a wild pheasant in his hands.
"Brother, what are you doing here?"
