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“Glug... Glug...”
A little girl held a bowl of rice wine, tilting her head back to take the last sip into her mouth. Yet, instead of swallowing, she let it sit there, puffing up her cheeks. Her lips were pursed into a tiny pout, glistening and red from the drink.
She leaned against the Daoist seated behind her, sitting idly on the floorboards. Her wide eyes darted around the room, her legs sprawling aimlessly. She had long since abandoned her meal, succumbing to a bored daze.
After a while, she finally swallowed the rice wine. Her lips smacked as she savored the taste.
The coarse-brewed rice wine soup was nothing like the rice wine sent by General Chen. It had no sharp alcoholic kick, only the rich fragrance of rice, with a chilled sweetness that she loved.
Without hesitation, she scooped herself another bowl from the pot.
Yet, instead of drinking it right away, she left it sitting in front of her. Turning her head, she stared blankly at her Daoist, who was deep in conversation with a woman.
Soon enough, she found it boring.
Why would anyone waste their time talking instead of savoring this delicious rice wine soup, this flavorful fish-and-lamb soup, or the tender lamb and chicken? Why focus so much on chatting?
Were grown-ups always this dull? Or only sometimes?
The little girl’s thoughts flitted wildly.
“Lady Calico.” The voice of a maid came from the...
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