A Young Woman's Heart

The stools were just a few shorter wooden stakes.

These are all leftovers from when the villagers cut down trees.

For them, these are all good things; they can be used as stools and tables without much effort.

But Mo Zhuyou was always good at being charming and got along well with the farmers, so it only took a little more effort to get them over.

—Someone helped me move it here.

Otherwise, with something so heavy, the two of them might not have been able to carry it that far.

Cha Li always enjoys drinking tea.

And they don't just like roasted tea.

I also drink raw Pu-erh tea.

It's just picking those plants that can be used to make tea and throwing them into a water cup.

Some of them even resemble bracken fern, and when soaked in water, they have a subtle umami flavor.

As for bitterness—they all have it.

It's still early.

6:30.

The sun had fully risen.

The mountains were filled with vibrant calls of life.

A squirrel was darting across the pine tree next to it.

The tea that Cha Li drinks contains mint, mulberry leaves, and a plant that is colloquially called "fingernail leaf".

It's refreshing and delicious, with a hint of sweetness.

Mr. Xue was still drinking simple pine needle tea.

Drinking tea is not like drinking alcohol; sometimes you can just savor it slowly on your own without having to strike up a conversation.

Both of them were looking ahead, but were thinking about different things.

The leisurely and carefree state lasted for a full half hour, until the water in the pot was finished.

Mr. Xue got up and boiled another pot of tea on the stove in the yard.

The firewood burned slowly, emitting a faint woody fragrance.

"I've heard that tea brewed with water boiled from snow tastes very good," Cha Li said abruptly, gazing at the slowly burning flames.

"It's not as clean as mountain spring water."

"Because the ancients did not know that there was a lot of dust in the snow."

"The snow in the deep mountains, perhaps."

Have you tried it?

“I’ve tried it.” Mr. Xue smiled. “But when I used boiled snow to brew tea, I couldn’t taste any difference.”

"Then it seems that dew is the best option."

"Perhaps it's absolutely pure distilled water from a laboratory."

Cha Li nodded slightly, finding his words to be very reasonable.

"This is more romantic than dew."

"I think so too."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

There was finally some movement inside the house.

Mo Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and yawned widely.

The glass door was gently pushed open, making a 'creak' sound.

—Hmm, but not very loud.

At least there was no sound of a wooden door being pushed open.

She glanced at the two of them with some surprise: "Huh, so early already?"

"We came here just to see the sunrise," Cha Li said with a smile, turning her head away.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Xue and I said in unison, "Good morning!"

"Hmm, good morning... Sunrises happen every day, nothing special." Mo Xiaoxiao had lived here for so long that she no longer appreciated the beauty of the sunrise.

She can see it every weekend if she wants to.

But what's the point of getting up so early every day? It's better to sleep a little longer.

In comparison, she felt that her younger sister's peaceful sleeping face was more beautiful.

"Is breakfast ready?"