With Yi Yun backing the two girls, they were now the princesses of the villager. Everyone looked at them with fear and respect. The bullies of the village, and the warriors of the warrior preparation camp were now all obedient chicks. In front of Yi Yun, even the dragons had to coil and the tigers crouch. Furthermore, they were neither dragons nor tigers, at best they were monkeys who could jump.
After the rations were distributed, some were in misery, some were in jubilation.
That evening, there was smoke coming out from several houses. Under the setting sun, the smoke silhouetted the blue sky.
The long missed aroma of rice and roasted meat were eaten hungrily by the families. There was laughter and joy throughout the fields. It painted a happy farming family picture
This was the most primitive pleasure and it was what made people happy and satisfied.