"Fourth Brother."
"What kind of tree is this? All its leaves have fallen off."
Haitang Mountain.
Not far from their residence, Chen Shaohu looked around, observing his fourth brother planting the tree with great interest.
He had been at Haitang Mountain for a month.
Chen Shaohu enjoyed good food and drink every day, practicing abnormal skills and exercising during the day. At night, when he went to sleep, he would assume the 'True Stretch' posture taught by Chen Jichuan to correct his bent back.
After these past few days.
Although his waist and back hadn't fully straightened, his posture and mental outlook were dramatically different from when he was in the Black Prison.
The weather in August and September.
The blazing sun shone high.
His originally pale skin had tanned significantly, looking much more pleasing and not as unpleasant. Standing beside Chen Jichuan, he finally bore some resemblance to a brother.
Looking like this.
