After today's inspection work was completed, Pei Shu'er took a rest.
She was quite lucky tonight. She originally went up the mountain for relaxation, but unexpectedly found a hawthorn tree on Gulan Mountain, with red hawthorns.
She immediately picked some of the hawthorns, put them in a small basket.
The weather was extremely hot now, and Tang Zan trained hard. She also felt somewhat wilted.
So she simply took out the dried smoked plums and cinnamon she had prepared before, added some white sugar from the space, and made a pot of sour plum soup.
While he wasn't back yet, she specially chilled it with well water.
Upon hearing the familiar footsteps, Pei Shu'er quickly turned around and saw that Tang Zan indeed entered, his whole body exuding heat, and his face didn't look good.
She waved to him hastily, her eyebrows soft, and her voice sweet.
