Chapter 540: July 13, An Auspicious Day_2

The elderly Village Chief, at the ripe age of seventy, slept at the innermost part of the kang bed, while Xu Shuo lay on the other end, on the outer side, both covered with simple cotton cloth quilts without any cotton filling.

Based on the frequency of his breaths, the Village Chief seemed to still be awake.

The night was clear, with sparse stars.

This place was halfway up the mountain, where the sounds of insects and birds could occasionally be heard, the mosquitoes particularly numerous.

And through the thin walls opposite, noises often arose from the kitchen, as if some small animal were rummaging through things.

Xu Shuo lay neatly on the kang, hands placed in front of his waist, eyes closed as he pretended to sleep.

He didn't know how much time had passed.

It felt so long that he thought he might actually fall asleep.

Suddenly, he vaguely heard a singing voice from somewhere.