As a village head, Wang Dafu’s house was the best. It was the only two-story building built by bluestone in the village. There were flat slates on the path. If she didn’t hear the sound of river water rolling from time to time, Su Li would have thought that she did not go out and was in Qinghe Town.

“Old hen, come out. We have honorable guests!”

Wang Dafu yelled delightedly with a reddish face. A sound of going downstairs thudded from the building. A buxom ...