Moao Calendar Year 131, October 3rd, Night
Near the main building of Lower River Village, a wooden house.
"Brother Xiang, open the door quickly."
A girl around seventeen or eighteen, dressed in a blue robe, holding a basin of steaming meat soup, eagerly knocked on the wooden door and shouted inside.
Creaaak......
The wooden door slowly opened from inside, revealing a determined young face.
He was a young man slightly over twenty, his mood visibly not well. Though his face was clouded with gloom as he opened the door, it softened somewhat upon seeing the girl and the steaming meat soup she held, revealing an expression of tenderness and helplessness.
"Yuxiu, didn't I ask you not to bring anything? Your father is already uneasy about me, and you come here every day. If he finds out, he'll scold you again."
