Chapter 387

Three years later

There was a rather unassuming homestay on the banks of Erhai. Well, rather than a homestay, it was really just a small three-story bungalow. Compared to the other homestays around it, it was truly tiny.

Although it was on the banks of Erhai, its location was not very good either. The closest homestay to it was at least several hundred meters away.

A woman wearing the loose-fitting ramie cotton top and trousers common to this place was lying on a traditional-style bamboo rocking chair on the porch. The chair rocked back and forth, taking the woman with it. The square stool next to the chair had a pot of gold-colored green orange pu’er on it, as well as a half-empty teacup. Every so often, there would be waterfowl flitting past the surface of the Erhai lake, hunting the small river shrimp that was a specialty here.

The sky was so blue that it looked touchable, as though you could just reach out and catch a handful of the fluffy white clouds. There was an old tree f