During the Qingming Festival, the rain poured down, as it did every year.
When Sheng Tang set out in the morning, the sky was still overcast. By now, a light drizzle had started.
The old man, full of energy, enthusiastically led them to the farmhouse near the villa.
The farmhouse covered a large area, with a big fish pond filled with fish. There were chairs and parasols set up around the pond, ensuring business was good whether it rained heavily or during the hot summer.
Secretary Cai introduced, "You can take home the fish you catch to cook yourself or have it cooked here. The processing fee isn't expensive. We've eaten here twice, and the taste is pretty good."
The old man said, "Then we'll eat here too, and taste the farmhouse's cooking skills."
The drizzle remained light, creating a picturesque scene as it intertwined in the air, and ripples of various sizes soon formed on the water surface.
Sheng Tang, Gu Shiting, and Sheng Zong crowded under a big umbrella.
