Chapter 85 Throwing Ice Cream Because He Was Unhappy

After a half-hour's trek, a village at the end of the trail came into view. There were 50 or 60 houses in the village, mostly old bark-roofed, with one or two blue-tiled ones, which were much worse than the dwellings beyond the mountains. There were no lights in the whole village. Ning Tao and Lin Qinghua didn't know if the villagers in the mountains cut the lights and went to bed early to save electricity, or if there was no electricity at all. The moon on the 15th day of the lunar month was both large and bright, and its cool moonlight hung over the village like mist.